10 Things I Hate About Antibiotics (ie. being sick)

1. If I'm on antibiotics it probably means I have another sinus infection. The second one this year. Booooo!!!! This list is about both of them. They are the same. They are one.

2. I forget how to use to the microwave. I put Lala's food in there to just heat it up a little~ I thought it was 11 seconds but goodness knows how much later it was when I realized the microwave was still on and Lala's food was boiling. (I opened a new can)

3. Pushing the vacuum around exhausts me. Like... half the living room is vacuumed and now the vacuum is in my living room, waiting for me to finish the job. It's been there for a day or so.

4. I can't follow a train of thought. My poor friends. They're talking about school and I start talking about my socks. And then I ask them what they think about my hair. Then I get distracted by shiny things.

5. I was home for four days straight. BOOOOOOOOOOREDOM!!! I made an imaginary world. Couldn't find my camera battery charger, but made an imaginary world.

6. I'm super emotional. More than usual. So I'm not watching or reading anything remotely sad. I think I'm going to watch New Moon tonight. Shut up. If I watch anything sad and start to tear up (stupid commercials are already setting me off) and get even more snotty than I already am? My snot to blood ratio would tip dangerously.

7. I can't tell people apart. Apparently blondness is enough for me to think somebody is someone else entirely. To be fair to the meds, I do this anyways. One time I had a friend in English and we would hang and chat, and then we'd go to psych, and I actually didn't recognize her outside of English class and would ignore her. Yeah. But still, sitting down and telling someone else that my friend Monica has a young son when actually my friend Carly has a young son. Monica has a wonderful cat, no son. Poor Monica.

8. My sister asked me when I started smoking a pack a day. My friend in medical school heard me cough and made a very bad face.

9. I can't text. I hit all the buttons twice. It takes me about three times as long as usual. And then I'm tired. And have to nap.

10. And not to toot my own horn too much, but apparently quilting is in my genes and those genes are awesome. Not even antibiotics can stop me! (unless of course it's all the antibiotics) My dearest friend Rachel lent me her rotary board, cutter, and ruler, and she showed me how to cut squares and we planned a really nice little block quilt. She gave me a goal to get to and when we get together next week we're going to finish it. Of course at about midnight that night I was done what Rachel had told me to do.

So I decided to do my own quilt. And with no instructions, no help I made this.
Lots of mistakes yeah, and probably wrong, and messed up,but still... I made this! As I was doing it I kept on prepping myself for suckiness but it never came! I'm really freaking proud of myself. Can't wait till I actually learn how to quilt!
Antiobiotics make me have mad quilting skillz. That's right. Skill with a ZED!!!!!
Thanks so much Rachel!

ps. this fabric was bought last Friday in old Abbotsford when we went to the Fibre Fair. Fun times!