Forget work. I must blog.

Disclaimer-This blog will have cuss words. I tried to utilize different symbols and numbers to help it not be so blasting. If cussing offends, tune it at some other post.

Yesterday was horrible.

I woke up to the painful grumbling of my gut.

All day on Tuesday I sneezed. My stomach muscles were already sore. I had done some crunches and leg movements on Saturday to begin flattening my ghastly gut. Maybe it was a combo of all of it. Needless to say, I felt like what was in my gut…$h1t.

I was achy and congested and gut-crampy and just plain miserable. I tried to get up and help Lovely with a thing or two, but that didn’t last long. I mean, I couldn’t really lift much of anything ’cause I might crap myself. I couldn’t clean anything ’cause I was already congested enough and was gagging on my post-nasal drippage. My head was throbbing as well so, again, no lifting or cleaning.

Finally I gave up. I laid my sickly body down on the couch and covered myself up with pillows up to my head. I only rested my eyes because the TV was so d@mn loud, but the TV had to be turned up because the freakin’ AC unit is in the hall and when it cuts on “you can’t hear a dump truck driving through a nitroglycerin plant.” (Thank you Uncle Lewis.)

Anyway. Today isn’t really much better. I mean, I’m not blowing holes in my pants or fallin’ down or horkin’, but I still feel like $h1t. And not just $h1t but warm $h1t with a migraine.

Well, hopefully, next time I’ll be more chipper. Maybe I can get the videos to embed. D@mn youtube. They were freakin’ hilarious, too.

Author: ProdigalMike

Follower of Jesus Christ. Husband of one woman. Father of four. Worshipper. God has been continually molding me into a worship leader over the last 21 years. I am on a musical journey with my family to become more like Christ. Join in! View all posts by ProdigalMike