Irony

The last sentence of my last post is a little ironic. I said something like I hope that I keep my sanity and health intact. Well, that very evening, after dinner, I got so sick. I had a fever of 101, diarrhea and nausea. I should have seen it coming. I mean I've been going nonstop for weeks now preparing for this move. Wednesday was too much. I also felt overloaded with all my new responsibilities and in over my head.

So I took Thursday off. I felt very guilty to do so, but I physically couldn't get to work. I stayed on the couch and slept all day. I felt weak and barely ate. I kept fighting a fever too. It finally went away today as the day progressed. I haven't been that sick in ages.

I need to keep perspective and I need to chill. This has been the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I realize that. I need to take it easy on myself. I can't expect to do everything right now. I am putting pressure on myself plus I am homesick beyond belief. It's no wonder I got sick.