I had off work for Good Friday, which I'd been looking forward to for some time. This is the busy season at work, and while I'm not usually having to put in extra hours, it is busier and so a little more stressful. So an extra day off sounded great to me! Friday was alright, although not terribly exciting. Saturday was... horrible. I woke up with a headache like I'm not sure I've ever had before. Master had already gotten up to have breakfast and I was slowly getting up later. I was feeling a little hungry, which is why I decided to get up. I had just gotten out of bed when I thought "I'm going to vomit." And I did. Right as I was finished, Master came back downstairs, so we both went back to bed for a little while. An hour and a half or so later, I got up to go to the bathroom and got sick again. Over the next 4 or 5 hours, I got sick 3 more times. In the end, we think it must have been food poisoning because the whole thing lasted less than 10 hours, even though I had a headache the whole day. But I have no idea what caused it. Everything I ate Friday is stuff I've had before, none of it tasted funny, and none of it seemed undercooked when I ate it. So who knows. But Saturday was basically a lost day since I was sick. Thankfully, I was feeling okay enough by evening that I could have some mac & cheese.
Today was okay, but also kind of felt like a lost day. For one thing, I'd vomitted hard enough the last couple times that the middle part of my body is sore. You know how it is when you're
forcefully sick, and you end up using muscles in such a way that they don't like being used, and you feel it the next day? Yeah, that's me today. Today, in addition to being Easter, was also my MIL's birthday. So we left around lunchtime and went to Master's parents house. We had a little cake and then sat around and did nothing for a couple hours, then went out to an early dinner. Neither Master nor I really like going to their house because we almost always end up being bored. I took a book this time, but I still felt bored. Then we go out to dinner and I'm stuck down at the end, across from the empty chair. I'm sitting next to Master, but all the other adults are down at the other end of the table, so most of the dinner I'm basically listening to Ricky be loud about a bunch of random stuff. And frankly, Ricky can really wear on my sometimes, and today was one of those times. So even though the food was good, I didn't really enjoy dinner either. Whenever we go to Master's parents house, I just feel like I lose a day of my weekend and it can kind of put me in a bit of a foul mood. I know Master kind of feels the same way, which is part of why we don't go there as often. But since I'd already lost Saturday of my weekend, I'm feeling kind of cranked that I basically lost Sunday as well.
So much for my long weekend that I was looking forward to.
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