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well my cold did get worse. and at 4:00 this morning i decided i'd call in sick. i haven't gotten as much done has i'd hoped, as a result of my congestion and other symptoms. i slept til noon then watched E TRUE HOLLYWOOD STORY on ROSEANNE. when i came upstairs, i was faced with all my laundry and went into the kitchen to see the chaos in there, i got very overwhelmed. then on top of that, we discovered that fru still has fleas. ugh. i was getting really upset and felt like crying about the fleas. but it was just because i'm so congested, so then i tried to put it in perspective. right now: family = good. friends = good. home = good. work = good. church = good. if fleas are the worst of my problems i shouldn't complain too much. being sick lowers my resilience. so does being tired. i remember when i was living in toronto i called joy in the middle of the night all upset and crying about the disarray of my life. she reminded me i was just tired and i should go to bed - things would look different in the morning. she handled the situation very well considering she had to get up in a few hours to go to work. aside from the fleas, i just wanted a big hug. someone to hug me and not let go. not just like a "oh there there" hug, but a real "i'm gonna hold on to you until its all better" hug. i think that's the only real downside to being single, but i don't even have time for a boyfriend right now, so i'm not going to waste time complaining over that. its like crying over spilt milk - it complishes nothing. i take a very methodical approach to being sad "what can i do right now to improve this situation". so i folded my 4 loads of laundry and put them away. then did 3 loads of dishes in the dishwasher. so now i feel like i've accomplished something. so once again life is good.