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Self-Imposed Isolation
Sep. 18th, 2010 10:46 amDue to circumstances more or less out of my control, I have been forced to cancel all of my plans for the past week.
Our gaming group was supposed to meet earlier this week. But the office I've been working in has been under construction, and the paint and other fumes left me with a migraine that forced us to cancel.
I missed dance class Thursday because timing, weather, and fate arranged things such that I would have been arriving later than I was comfortable. (I know that's my own quirk; the class is very understanding about latecomers, but... it's a personal hangup.)
And today I was supposed to spend the day with new friends, going apple picking and then back to their house to bake. Except after spending a week inhaling plaster dust, sawdust, and paint fumes, I appear to have come down with quite the case of bronchitis. And the last way I want to repay an invitation like that is to hack up bacteria all over a day's worth of apple pies.
So instead of having a busy, fun, social week I have had a sit-at-home, miserable, sick week. Unfortunately, this is a situation that tends to snowball. The more I'm isolated from people, the unhappier I am, and the more I decide I need to continue moping and isolating myself.
Please, if any of the powers that be are reading this, please let this just be allergic bronchitis and not actual sickness. I want to be better for our houseguests tomorrow, and I don't want to keep this trend running into next week....
Our gaming group was supposed to meet earlier this week. But the office I've been working in has been under construction, and the paint and other fumes left me with a migraine that forced us to cancel.
I missed dance class Thursday because timing, weather, and fate arranged things such that I would have been arriving later than I was comfortable. (I know that's my own quirk; the class is very understanding about latecomers, but... it's a personal hangup.)
And today I was supposed to spend the day with new friends, going apple picking and then back to their house to bake. Except after spending a week inhaling plaster dust, sawdust, and paint fumes, I appear to have come down with quite the case of bronchitis. And the last way I want to repay an invitation like that is to hack up bacteria all over a day's worth of apple pies.
So instead of having a busy, fun, social week I have had a sit-at-home, miserable, sick week. Unfortunately, this is a situation that tends to snowball. The more I'm isolated from people, the unhappier I am, and the more I decide I need to continue moping and isolating myself.
Please, if any of the powers that be are reading this, please let this just be allergic bronchitis and not actual sickness. I want to be better for our houseguests tomorrow, and I don't want to keep this trend running into next week....
