Bah I’m ill. I thought Christmas had already treated me on my winter cold. I had no plans to get ill again within a month, but there’s nothing to change it now. This morning I woke up with sore muscles, even my fingers hurt, and not much later the coughing started. I have simply exhausted my body, the busy weekend with the unexpected colder night when I went out on Saturday, the heavy backpack filled with my laundry which I took to my parents on Monday and back home on Tuesday (I don’t have my own washing machine yet), it all pays off now. It’s a reasonable explanation, but the loss of physical strenght due to the hormones can’t be denied. That’s part of the price I pay, luckily I don’t have a head ache, that would make it even worse. I’ll have to use today and tomorrow to regain my strenght, and I absolutely need to buy such a trolly bag, carrying that laundry weight on my shoulders is clearly something of the past.
It’s time to go lie down now, bah being ill sucks.