Thursday, January 29, 2009

Feeling my best at my worst

Yesterday was my third anniversary with Truck. As things turned out, my sister had a dryer that needed to be picked up in Transcona (that's on the Manitoba/Ontario border, for you non-Winnipeg readers. Oh Trancona readers, simmer down.).

My dad, Mr. Move It, requested the use of Truck as well as the use of my boyfriend. I think I was more nervous about this activity than I was for dinner on Sunday night. But Tyler was up for it and I wasn't about to get in the way of some male bonding time between him and my dad.

I was feeling like a sack of grossness yesterday, having been hit by the cold/flu truck. I was achy and a bit cranky, and chilled. I insisted on accompanying Tyler to my sister's place so I could ensure that nobody killed anyone or ended up getting left in a snowbank.

I wish I had remembered to bring my camera to document the special event. It all went down smoothly though--no blood or tears. Later, when my dad offered Tyler one of his beers, I knew the evening had been a success.

After we left my sister's place, we headed to the grocery store so I could pick up my liquid nourishment--Campbell's soup and Nyquil. Tyler also bought me a foil balloon. He's good that way.

I stayed home from work today in hopes of being able to shake this bug with some extra sleep. Around 10am I got up to answer a knock at the door. It was Ty, package in hand, which he had slipped away from work to drop off.

"These are for you," he said with a sweet smile. "I hope they cheer you up." I unwrapped the brown paper to reveal the bunch of fragrant white freesia, one of my favourites.

"You'll know you're feeling better when you can smell them," he said.

My mom e-mailed me today to check in on me.
"That was very very nice of Tyler to help Dad yesterday….he is going to spoil Dad too!"
I'm still feeling run down tonight and my throat is quite sore. I am trying to save all my strength for going to a concert tonight. I also don't want to miss any more work right now since I am training my replacement and trying to wrap up some things before I move over to Amara's role. Don't worry though, I am being well looked after.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I've always wondered what the medicinal qualities of a foil balloon were. . now I know.

Better to be terribly ill now, than in two weeks, and being at your best when you break the valentineless streak.

DL