An old picture of my brother that accurately depicts my feelings about this weekend.
Just a quick recap on the events of last week.
On Monday, I wasn't feeling well. I had plans to visit my friend and her baby, but I just felt super off so I cancelled. By Tuesday, I was totally fine and even went to the gym and ran. Wednesday, my boyfriend's parents were in town and we all went to dinner at Fogo de Chao. And on the car ride home, my stomach hurt, but I figured that I had just ate too much.
I spent my Fourth of July in bed with a fever and terrible, terrible stomach cramps. And Friday, I left work about three hours early because all I did was sit and cry. So, Friday was totally wasted.
Saturday, I was feeling much better -- physically. But I don't know man, I just felt mean and angry. I went out and I just felt rotten the entire time.
Even on Sunday, I was feeling nasty. I'm writing this on Sunday night and I just don't know what's wrong with me. So, sorry to everyone that has to deal with me.
So, what a bust of a weekend.
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