Pulling out my ‘funky’ winter socks from the socks drawer in the throes of desert summer is really, really, a crazy thing to do. But I have self-diagnosed myself with the flu or the common colds what with me waking up with sore throat, runny nose, headache, malaise and the intermittent fever present. Can you blame me? I just wish I don’t have to go to work tonight, but I am starting my night shift today and there’s no one to relieve me of my duty. Besides, several patients are waiting for my TLC in my ward. Even if I say so myself. Hehehe. Here’s hoping that my not-so-lazy day in bed (as I am still busy blogging, re-reading a Nora Roberts, and watching movies alternately) will help cure what ails me.
And now a peek on the famed funky socks. I know it’s a silly thing, but humor me, please, will you? 🙂
Still I wish my mom was just in the next room.