Why I've been missing lately

I do try to get online at least every other day and have been very lax...and it's all Left Brain's fault.  He came down with a humdinger of a cold about ten days ago and I thought I had managed to avoid it, but alas...it got me.

Then I felt smug when I thought I had shaken it off in 24 hours.  YES!  I'm so much more efficient.  Just did a little praying at the throne of the porcelain g-d and then sleptfor almost 12 hours straight.  I felt great when I woke up.

The next day I wondered what had happened to me, did anyone get the license of the truck that ran me over?  It has been lingering on to the point I think I'm taking more naps than George is.

Today I finally attempted a little pickleball, which was akin to having an out of body experience.  Apparently my playing is more reflex than skill and I played okay, but still made some really boner mistakes.

Inspiration hit me as I returned home; I would grab my swimsuit and towel and go to the pool area for a nice long soak in the hot tub.  Yeah...that's the ticket!

I arrived at the pool, the only person in sight...this was good.  The building I assumed was the bathhouse and changing room was in reality the Owners Private Lounge.  Well....excuuuuuse me! Oh well, I can go change in the clubhouse where the commoners go. 

So off I trod into the communal bathrooms to change into my suit.  There are no showers here, so I felt  a bit guilty since I was sweaty from pickleball...or from a fever...who knows.  But, if they weren't so snooty I would have showered and this being sick has my mood in a dark place, so screw it.

They always hide the buttons to the spa in the strangest places, but it looked like it might be back in that corner by the flowers and some kind of sign.  The sign had flipped backwards in the wind and when I got it turned over it said "out of order, sorry for any inconvenience".  

Oh bummer.  But, it's the heat I really need.  I could do without the bubbles if I had to.  So valiantly I strode towards the spa, awaiting the relief my achy body so desperately needed.

OMG!  The water was ice cold!  Not the therapy I was looking for, although it would have felt good that first night when I fluctuated between freezing and roasting.

My mood darkened even further as now I'm in my swimsuit and it's cold and windy with a hint of rain in the air.  So I huffed out of there and hopped back on my bike and pedaled a fast retreat home to my own hot shower.

I no sooner got in the RV than the heaven's burst open and the rain came pouring down.  Poor Left Brain...he was still out on his bike.

After a nice long hot shower to get warmed up and clean, I spent the afternoon reading while I sniffled and coughed.  This being sick is getting old and I'm afraid it will linger on for quite a while since he's had it for so long.  So if you don't hear from me for a bit...you'll know why.

Long Live the Sniffly Queen