I confess that today\u2019s Monday Morning Confessional is totally self-indulgent. You\u2019ve been warned.<\/p>\n
I confess that I have been sick since Saturday. You have no idea how much I hate writing that sentence. I rarely get sick, which is sort of a point of pride for me. But there\u2019s no doubt about it. I was down and out for four straight days. I can\u2019t remember being this sick for this long in my entire life. I missed church on Sunday (first time that\u2019s happened since I\u2019ve been on a church staff). And I missed a writing retreat at Conception Abbey; which means that I also missed a writing deadline for today\u2026 first writing deadline I\u2019ve missed, too, and now I\u2019ve missed this deadline twice.<\/p>\n
I confess that I hate missing things.<\/p>\n
On the upside, I confess that my new PR for a fever is now 104.3 degrees. For an achiever this is a pretty big deal. In fact I\u2019m tempted to tell people that I\u2019m not really sick, I\u2019ve been attempting to probe the spiritual significance of a high fever. I think it will sound too much like bolshevik, so I\u2019m not going to say it.\u00a0 Still, 104.3\u2019s nothing to be ashamed of. I\u2019m pretty proud of that number. I think it\u2019s worth it that I was actually seeing spots and hallucinating at the time.<\/p>\n
I confess that yesterday I got up, got dressed, brushed my teeth, sat down to breakfast with the kids, then went skulking back to bed with my tail between my legs coughing a toxic cloud of germ-nastiness all the way, sending out tweets and emails cancelling all of my appointments and meetings, feeling guilty the whole time.<\/p>\n
The feeling of guilt is something to which I should probably pay attention. I confess that the whole time I have been sick I feel the need to apologize for my sickness. Does anybody else do this? What the crap is that all about? Every time I cough with someone else in the room I say, \u201cSorry.\u201d Now granted, the kind of coughing I\u2019m doing right now is kind of gross. It\u2019s that uncontrollable, spastic, convulsion-cough. The cough where the people around you instantly feel compelled to say, \u201cAre you okay?\u201d (Clearly I am not okay. It sounds like I\u2019m trying to start a Model T with my throat). That fact aside, I think I\u2019m seeing that my need to please others even extends to the reality that I cannot simply admit that I\u2019m sick. I\u2019m just going to lay here and rest so my body can heal itself. Finally my body forced the issue and so I stayed in bed for the past three days. I\u2019m up at at em today, though highly medicated at the moment. Not sure I should be operating any heavy equipment.<\/p>\n
I confess that I haven\u2019t read or watched the news since last Saturday, and I feel surprisingly okay about that.<\/p>\n
I confess that I have a mystery leak in my car. I have a 1994 VW Golf and I really love this car, but it\u2019s leaking water into the front passenger floorboard. I\u2019ve taken it in twice and can\u2019t figure out where it\u2019s coming from. It\u2019s not the heating system \u2013 that all checks out fine. Must be leaking from one of the reservoirs like the well around the windshield or sunroof. I confess that I\u2019m getting a little pissy about it. Here\u2019s the weird part. It seems to only leak in the winter. So is there some sort of valve or flap that opens when the heat is on that re-routes rain water a different way that could be clogged? I confess that I am the last person you want troubleshooting a car. A sound system I can troubleshoot. A car? Not so much\u2026 I confess that it is raining today, so I should know more soon.<\/p>\n
I confess that I do not understand why my Facebook and my blog don\u2019t play more nicely with one another. Often when I link to my blog, what appears is not the picture I\u2019ve posted with the excerpt from the post, but an odd truncated link. Nobody seems to be able to figure out why it\u2019s happening. I\u2019m just attempting to be happy for the times that it does work.<\/p>\n
I confess that while I was home for Thanksgiving, we had lunch at Bogey\u2019s and I did not order a shake. I don\u2019t know what I was thinking. It was crowded and we had the kids so we had to split up in two table\u2026 I just froze. The hamburger & fries were great as always. But seriously? You go to Bogey\u2019s and don\u2019t get a shake? I\u2019m embarrassed. Hence this confession.<\/p>\n