This was the story of my entire weekend…sick in bed. I had to nix my trip to Boston at the last moment and spent the past three days curled up under my comforter, watching days switch to evenings and eating Oreo cookies.
One of my co-workers suggested my sudden sickness was because this week was particularly busy for me. On Thursday I began my new job (in addition to my internship M-W) and by Friday afternoon I was feeling very dizzy, and my body was flipping from hot to shivering cold! I tried toughing it out, but only make it through 3/4 of the work day.
It’s different working five days in New York versus in North Dakota or Minnesota, because here I have a 45 minute commute on both ends of the day. I start each morning walking a mile to the subway, take the train into midtown Manhattan, work 9-5, then do the same routine home — only a little more exhausted. It’s a marathon, and it really wears a person down! I don’t know what I’d do without my weekends to decompress.
The one bright spot of the weekend was going to the grocery store and stocking up on sale-priced Häagen Dazs ice cream. And eating it in bed.