One Irish-ism I learned quite quickly was the term "wrecked". It is used to describe someone who seems exhausted, haggard, bedraggled, etc...and after this weekend I think I can safely say I am totally wrecked.
I don't do well with long car rides, they seem to drain more energy than running a marathon (not that I can say I've done that!!!). And I really don't like sitting, which is what I spent Saturday doing. Sunday I was out all day, at least three people on separate occasions mentioned I looked 'tired', and getting up this morning was a battle of epic proportions.
I got the overcrowded bus to Cork and arrived at work to find that I was nearly on my own all day, and I had a splitting headache. Then in the afternoon I WAS on my own, and it was busy, so busy that I stayed an extra hour because they were short people. I dragged myself onto the overcrowded bus home and limped up the hill (yeah, I'm laying it on thick here because I need to vent), collapsed inside the door, threw dinner in the oven, popped a painkiller, and sprawled across the bed with a hot water bottle cradled behind my neck.
"Tomorrow you can sleep in," I crooned to my poor pounding head, "You can take it easy and clean up this disaster of a household. Having a clean house always makes you so happy..."
(This place is seriously in dire need.)
My sore head purred at the thought of no alarm in the morning, and hanging the laundry to dry in the conservatory.
Then the phone rang.
I hobbled over and answered it.
"Hi is this Jill?" asked the voice. "This is Christine. Are you still ok to meet me in Cork tomorrow?"
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
Christine is overseeing the SWIM program I am "officially" with and she had emailed me a while ago to arrange a day when she could fly down from Belfast to meet with me and see how I was doing. She had never confirmed a day though, so I had completely forgotten!
Being the little fake that I am, I put on a cheerful voice and we made our plans as if I wasn't in utter cranial agony and the last thing I wanted to do was get up early and catch another overcrowded bus!
Which is exactly what I will be doing tomorrow morning.
I expect I will be out all day and will get no housework done.
Waaah.
I will be SO wrecked after this week!
5 years ago
3 comments:
Oh, you poor girl.. wish I was there to bear your sufferings with you.. well, maybe not.. I think it would be great to post a pic of how you look when you're 'wrecked', for old times' sake.. JUST KIDDING!
Hope you have a speedy recovery.. I won't give you any advice, because in your situation, you may not take kindly to it. You know what to do.. hope you're doing it! Hugs and Love! And I'll be praying you have a better day tomorrow!
Awww poor Jill! I know the "wrecked" feeling that you've expressed. Too much all at once...*Sigh*
I'm sure you had an ejoyable time though...hopefully ;)
Awww Jill! I feel for you. I hope your headache goes away and that you at least get to sleep in a little bit tomorrow.
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