I'm sick. And it's yucky. I'm out for the count with an icky cold and flu-type thing, complete with swollen glands, aches and a pretty red nose. I look SEGZY. Ian has been taking good care of me since I've been sick - he's such a great boyfriend! *snooch* *bleurgh!* No really, he's been amazing.

So I started my new job at Grandma Emily's Granola yesterday, and it wasn't at all what I expected... Okay, so I was starting to get sick, and was feeling fevery and weird, but it was really hard work! I spent most of the day baking granola bars in a huge industrial oven, pounding them in trays with a big squashy thing, and checking bars off a conveyer belt (I was having major I Love Lucy Chocolate Factory episode flashbacks!). I was feeling crappy, and by the end of the day I just wanted to die. Nothing makes you want to get a job in an orchestra like cleaning an industrial oven... yuck.

In the job's defence, though, the boss and the other workers there are super-nice, and I'm sure it won't be that bad when I'm feeling fit and healthy. At any rate, it's only 3 days a week, the pay is okay and it's really flexible. So I'll stick with it for a while and see what happens, I guess. I just need to kick this damn cold thing and I'll be fine. :)

I'm really missing everyone at home, though. Hugs to Karene for her big move, Cara for the new mega-job, Cath for her WW success, Moi for her new life direction, and Cat for her world travels! You girls are so inspiring and I miss you tons. :)

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