Feelin Good

I made a poor choice Saturday night. I guess in the scheme of things it was not that bad no one died. I was checking my email before bed and a friend I have not talked to for a couple months came online. Him and his wife moved overseas to teach this summer and I had spoken to him since they moved. I stayed up way too late chatting with him. The sad thing is most of the time was not spent catching up but dealing with technical difficulties. Oh well, something is better than nothing. I had a hard time getting up the next day.

Last night I had my final choir concert of the year. It was such a long day. I am still feeling sick (from a cold) and I was so tired. All I wanted to do was sleep. The concert went really well at least from my perspective.

When I got home, I was feeling absolutely rotten. I tried to stay up until 10 or until my roommates got home but was not able to make it. I went to bed shortly after 9. To some of you that is not a big deal but as I always say "you can tell when Janice is sick when she goes to bed before 11". I have to be pretty ill to go to bed that early. I was so glad I did, I woke up feeling much better.

I had such a good day. I subbed and the students were great. I could not have asked for a better day. I even had a teacher tell me that she has requested me for Friday. The day is looking to even better. There must be a blue moon outside because I have a free evening. I plan to veg in front of the TV. It shall be grand.

Sorry I don't have any thing clever or witty to say. I think I need to be a worse mood for that. It's a scientific fact that happy people do not dish out biting sarcasm. So in conclusion, happy people are not funny. It's science.