Standin’ Sittin’ on the corner Green Couch watchin’ all the girls dogs go by
Lemme see… Muscles? Rapidly atrophying from all this sitting/lying around. Kleenex Mountain? Several feet high. Oh not really. When I collect 10 or thereabouts, I make the effort to walk the 20 feet to the Blue and Only Bathroom and throw them out. But even if I didn’t, what the heck, I’m the only one here to care if there is used Kleenex everywhere and it’s my own blasted mucus anyway. Fever? Gone, pretty much. Cough? Oh let’s not talk about that. Or maybe we will. Actually, it is better but it is still as annoying as all getout. My respiratory tract is not totally filled with cement any more but I have coughed so many times that it hurts to cough. I suppose that’s progress of a sort? Energy? Hmmm. Yeah, I am still hanging out on the Green Couch but when I do make the effort to get myself up and moving, it always seems to have been a good idea.
Anyway, I am seeing the light at the end of the tunnel (knock on wood) and I may even drag myself over to the Plum Market in a little bit to try to obtain something to eat tonight that I don’t have to actually cook. Heaven only knows what is in the refrigimatator at this point. Work tomorrow? I hope so. I am getting sick of being in this cluttered landfill that I do not have the energy to clean up.
I am not a stranger to this seat or the view out the window. Not because I get sick a lot, because I do *not* get sick a lot. I am pretty darned ticked off about being sick *twice* since December 23. But this couch was also my homework couch for a couple of years. It was where I wrote 40-50 page papers and coded web applications and painstakingly designed photoshop mockups. There was that one horrible court case project. The one that had me sitting by this window for weeks, papers strewn all over the couch and floor. It was one o’ them thar group projects that all the up-and-coming colleges think are the be-all and the end-all these days. Think again, you guys. My role in that court case project? I dunno. Just call me Mom. I got an A and I deserved it.
Click here if y’all wanta know the tune to today’s title. It was on the radio all the time when I was two years old. I remember it.
January 7th, 2009 at 8:30 pm
It sounds horribly confining and frustrating–not to be able to go and do what you’re used to. I hate that feeling, especially of looking around and seeing so much to do that I’m not up to tackling. I hope you got the special Aloe Vera Kleenex so your nose will look better than mine does when I have a cold!
January 10th, 2009 at 10:24 am
Yesterday I was in the high school. The two Deans of Students were in the hallway side by side. In my head, I was hearing, “Standing in the hallway, watching all the kids, watching all the kids, watching all the kids go by…” Thanks for the laugh.