Driving the boyfriend to the airport was the most exciting thing I've done on this dreary, rainy day.
He's headed to New York City for the weekend to smell things -- specifically, an event called Sniffapalooza, geared to perfume enthusiasts. Originally, I'd planned to go with him, and while he was sniffing things I would do a little sightseeing around the city. Alas, those plans fell through.
It's not all bad, though. I've got a head cold of monumental proportions, so getting on an airplane would have caused my head to explode. But I have the day off already, which is nice; I don't have to be at work with my sinuses thumping behind my eyes.
If you're going to be sick, planning the day off three weeks in advance, being able to spend time by yourself, and picking a gray, rainy day where you can't spend a lot of time outdoors is the way to do it. I wish I could claim credit for the foresight, but today's just pure dumb luck -- or as lucky as you can feel with a head cold and cough.
He's headed to New York City for the weekend to smell things -- specifically, an event called Sniffapalooza, geared to perfume enthusiasts. Originally, I'd planned to go with him, and while he was sniffing things I would do a little sightseeing around the city. Alas, those plans fell through.
It's not all bad, though. I've got a head cold of monumental proportions, so getting on an airplane would have caused my head to explode. But I have the day off already, which is nice; I don't have to be at work with my sinuses thumping behind my eyes.
If you're going to be sick, planning the day off three weeks in advance, being able to spend time by yourself, and picking a gray, rainy day where you can't spend a lot of time outdoors is the way to do it. I wish I could claim credit for the foresight, but today's just pure dumb luck -- or as lucky as you can feel with a head cold and cough.
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