*cough*cough*cough

State of The Xiane: still coughing, still not feeling super-awesome. I crackle when I breathe - Rob mistook that noise for the cat purring at one point! I seem to vary from feeling mostly capable and almost-a-real-person to "warm shit-on-a-shingle" blah. I've been taking the inhaler and antibiotics for a week; I had been taking the cough syrup once a day but I've stopped for now, because I feel like I was both getting too used to it [it is codeine and I don't like the idea of getting addicted] and I was starting to notice that I was getting unreasonably irritable in the evenings. That's no good!

I've been trying to get things in order around here, because inefficiency and I will be gone this weekend [waves at praesentia!] and ever since the EGCG trunk show, my house has been trashed. My wonderful MiL will be staying here over the weekend to keep squeegee_cat company, and the house can't be all trashed for that. O_o
Also - gah, it is just so hard to get ANYTHING done when the house is wrecked! It's already difficult to get motivated with all the malaise goin' on with me, but looking around at all that needs to be done... just makes me tired.

At least I'm still here! That's something. :)