woah and a half

the body threw me a curveball this week... all weekend i was in a funk and while the immediate environs had something to do with it what with boxes everywhere and nothing unpacked enough to actually be functional, especially in the uber cramped kitchen (realizing this is the smallest kitchen i've ever lived in and uncertain if i can fit a modern sized washer-dryer into the tiny laundry room as everything in this place is old-style low ceiling tight fit cramped apartment (except the bedroom closets, go figure) and then there's work leaving so little time for play with much more negative feedback more than positive and a visit to the bank to check the balance shows me i cut my savings by 60% since last january which is seriously going in the wrong direction and people i've adopted as family along the way still need more and take more and the pigging out indulgeance of taste buds i did last week was probably the worst caloric intact i've done in a couple of years in a single week and moving just may have finally brought me to realize i am not a fan of the mattress upon which i sleep (pea?) and then there's the loneliness, the constant companion that comes and gows in intensity and comes more during times of big change cuz nobody is around to share the change intimately in the lifetime knowing me and all the secrets true best friends share kind of way and there's the stuff in storage calling from far away and the new stuff to put into storage cuz this apartment is just that cramped and probably a couple or few other things i could point to cuz i am so good at rationalizing emotion and assigning causality and all that insurance or psychological kind of stuff, but late sunday night i started feeling really sick... during softball, actually, i started feeling really grumpy, not just frustrated (though we did win, the the infield play was starting to annoy as bnding over seemed too much to ask and moving seemed even more challenging for them and throwing, well, i don't think one ball was thrown accurately to first base all game and one toss shortstop to second turned into a home run instead of a force out, but anyway), achy in ear, neck, and behind eye on the left side and some naseua and fever and even took tylenol and called into work and today i went to the doctor more because my dear boss demands a doctor's note ever time i call in even though i might call in once a year if that much (love the respect, trust, and appreciation there), and so i have a note telling me to stay home until thrursday and i might have gone in today if he didn't hang up on me cuz he was too busy (cuz he just can't deal with not being in control or actually caring about someone at work), but i definitely can use the rest (and then the boxes everywhere scream for hard labor, "unpack me, unpack me" with all the decisions of what goes into storage and what stays available and what gets thrown out and so on), but rest i shall...

and how is your week so far? :}