Posted 08 May 2011 - 01:16 AM
I've had this cold for the past week and a half that was beating me like a gong. I worked the polls Tuesday, and slogged through from 5:30 AM to when we got everything knocked down and secured at 8:30 PM with a horrendous fever. I thought, well, tomorrow I can foil the '69 Olds, clear coat it and drop it in the dehydrator. Yeah, right. I managed to foil the rear window, and that was it. That's how sick I was. Yesterday, after a three- hour nap (on top of eight hours the night before, my fever finally broke, my nose stopped running and my body no longer felt like candle wax. Before my nap, I washed my car and found myself gasping for breath after twenty minutes. But now I can breathe again. So today, it's out to North Branch to for Mother's Day and some birthday cake (today is my Seventeenth Annual 39th Birthday. And, like Jack Benny, I own a car that's no longer made).