Monday>Tuesday
Just yesterday, I had a conversation with a co-worker, saying that maybe I could hold out on the Bookmobile, maybe till next summer when the new Central opens. Maybe even until we get a new Bookmobile. I took the bus into the shop yesterday to get the heating system looked at (it was previously thought to be irredeemably non-functional), plus we’re getting closer to being fully staffed, and I felt pretty damn good yesterday. I had hope.
But today, I had to cancel plans in the morning because I felt like shit. Every trouble spot I have was aflame, everything that can hurt, does hurt. Especially my new fun wandering ribs! I crawled out of bed 45 minutes later than normal and as I brushed my teeth, I looked at my flannel pjs on the floor and thought, “God, I could use a Saturday.” And it’s fucking Tuesday.