Green Means Go

And that color seems to be appropriate this morning. I'm sitting here in black capris, a green top, and green sandals. High-heeled sandals.... a sure sign that this cold/flu thing is on its way out. This is my third day of being out of pajamas and dressed, but the first day I'll be going out since last week. Seems like forever.... good thing that driving a car is like riding a bicycle-- you don't forget what to do once you learn how. I will be more than happy to be in my little car today, even though it will be heading nowhere more exciting than the post office and the supermarket.

Got to get to the post office today, with eBay packages. I was sorry that I posted stuff on eBay while I was sick, but I thought it would be a good thing to take advantage of my "down-time." So now I'm sitting here looking at a dozen packages, all ready to go with items that had been sitting on my closet shelf. Out of my life, into someone else's.

I also need some things from the supermarket. My husband had been going to Kroger's while I was sick, so there were things in this house that usually don't see the inside of my pantry. Like bags of peanuts and potato chips, and a package of Nathan's hot dogs-- guy food for watching baseball games. I can't remember the last time I made a salad or cooked thick slices of salmon.

I used that hot popcorn pillow last night again...... wonderful..... so much easier to sleep with that on my chest because it seemed to make the congestion disappear. One thing, though--- it does make you hungry because when the pillow is heated in the microwave, all you can think about it eating popcorn. And I do love popcorn, so it was a challenge not to jump out of bed and put some real popcorn into the microwave. Instead of burying the popcorn pillow in the back of a closet this time, I'm going to keep it in the same cabinet with the cough medicine and cough drops. That way, next time we get a cold, we won't be forgetting about that seemingly "magic" pillow.

We decided to have the Halloween Charades Party, so I spent part of last night writing out invitations. I will mail most of them when I go to the post office this morning, then the last few I can just drop into our neighbors' mailboxes this afternoon--- after the mail truck comes. The mailmen get so fussy about that...... heaven forbid you shouldn't use a stamp. But it just doesn't make sense to me to put a 39-cent stamp on something that's going right next door or across the street. And usually I even walk to neighbors' mailboxes who are two streets away.... but not today. By the time I get back from these errands, it will take enough energy just to walk across the street, I'm sure.

I keep saying "This too shall pass... this too shall pass." Any annoying little thing that happens to me now is just so non-important. This cold/flu/whatever is just a mere drop in the medical bucket, when I think of what my friend up in NY is and will be going through. Ever since I got her eMail about her situation, she hasn't left my mind. Nor my heart.