Sick, sick, sick

I've been sick for six days. I haven't eaten anything for forty hours. I can't do anything without feeling like I just hiked Mount Everest. Little oxygen and NO energy. I carried a can of peaches up the stairs, and nearly died from over exertion. What's more, I'm out of sick time at work, and using anymore would be dipping into my vacation time. I'm not happy about this. What's more, it's been a very lonely six days.

Very lonely.

When in Powell.....

This summer has been an amazing one for trying new things (and succeeding at them). One more month of blissful weather and opportunities!