Yesterday I went to bed at 6:30 p.m… wasn’t feeling my best.  I may have had a low fever, I was so exhausted and had the chills.  I slept all the way through to 7:20 this morning or so.  I still have that nagging feeling that I can’t seem to shake, but I am still functional enough to work (and I don’t think I am contagious).  This is strangely timed with my new medication for my face (Oracea), which says that it can cause sinus infections/sinusitis.  Isn’t that interesting?  I’ve never heard of that being a side effect for anything before.  So at this point it is hard to tell if it is the mass amounts of pollen outside, or the pills I am taking.  Either way, I am sure it will subside in a few days.  My face is already starting to look a little better (I think…), but it says it will take a few weeks for it to actually start working.  So excited!!! 😀

I am looking forward to this summer… pool time with friends (with my SPF 1,000), grill-outs, flip-flops, shorts and everything else that comes along with sunny times.  There is something about a hot day in the south that just can’t be compared to anything else.  It feels like vacation season, and everyone is kind of on mental cruise control until the end of August.  The heat and humidity have a sensuality about them, like you earned every bit of enjoyment that comes your way…. just because it is so damn hot outside.  I am getting happy just thinking about it.

I can’t believe it’s already March…and not only that, April is a week and a half away.  I swear, the older you get the faster time goes by.  I wonder if it’s because most experiences aren’t as new anymore?  Or you already know what to expect on a daily basis?  When I was a child and teenager, time couldn’t go by fast enough.  Each school semester seemed to last an eternity, and the summers were long and grand.  I always looked forward to big moments in life like getting my driver’s license, going to college, turning 21 and finally being out in the workforce.  I was always chasing the next big experience.  The last year that I can visualize is the age 34, which will happen in about 11 months.  So what happens after that?  I guess I need to start planning some new life goals, and things to look forward to.  Or maybe 34 will finally be the age where I don’t need to look to the future to bring me happiness and excitement.  🙂  I like that thought a lot.  At some point you figure out that life is already happening to you, whether you recognize it or not…whether you are really living it, or not.