Is it me or time itself sliding sideways?
I just can't get a hold of it these days.
Holiday prep, hunting season about to start for Mountain Man, being sick, and new patterns in both of our lives with the seasons changing. (Winter coming early again this year.)
In truth I'm not the only one around here having trouble with time.
The pets are still fighting the time change with the daylight savings time change. Its now a demand for two feedings an hour apart.
Mountain Man keeps on asking me 'What day is it?' to the point that I just point to the calendar to the first day with no 'X' through it every time he gets a quizzical look on his face.
Mountain Man and I have been fighting a head cold kind of thing that won't quit and changes from day to day. One day nose, next throat, after that nose again, then ears, and on and on. If its Tuesday, I must need throat lozenges, kind of thing. But its Monday and my head is all stuffy and my eyes keep on watering and its hard to see what I'm doing. (Blink, blink.) Where did I leave those blasted tissues again?
Time does take on a strange quality when one is sick. Its a good thing we are not going anywhere for Thanksgiving or having anyone here this year. This years plan is for a quiet, low key holiday and I think we need it.
And if this sick thing doesn't improve by the weekend. Mountain Man is going to have to miss the first day of deer hunting season next monday. I'm not letting him out with a gun in the woods if he's been feeling anything like I have for the last few days. He'd trip on a tree and shoot himself in the back.
How can a teeny tiny little germ you can't even see lay one so low, and make one so stupid all of a sudden?
I keep on getting out of bed and doing my daily thing because its not that bad of a head cold, no fever or anything. But still the time keep on slipping sickwises.
It just might be time to call the doctor.