The day could have started better.
Today’s the day of my big TV performance.
And I have caught the flu. Resulting in me looking everything but TV-ready: Red, puffy eyes. Deep, blue circles under my eyes. A cough. And a not-so-cute, fluish, Donald-Duck-voice. Splendid. Just great.
The sore throat/runny nose started on Saturday morning, and instead of getting better it has gone worse and worse, and today I believe I have reached the flu-peak. Excellent. Just what I wanted. And needed. Not.
As a result of feeling like s*** I slept badly last night. Woke up 5 times.
Once because I needed to pee.
Then again because I couldn’t breathe (clogged nose).
Then again because I was feeling hot.
Again because I was feeling cold.
And again because of an itching mosquito bite.
Also, since I spent yesterday curled up in front of the TV, stuffing myself with all kind of comfort food (read: cookies), my stomach has today taken the shape of a swollen, bloated, balloon. My own fault. I’m not that great at handling large amounts of wheat. So I knew this one was coming. But it wasn’t enough to stop me still.
A high waist skirt will have to solve that one.
As for the flu…. I have already stuffed myself with flu remedies, but the runny nose?! Not quite sure how I am supposed to work out that one. Is it considered rude to blow your nose on a TV set? I desperately hope that we are not shooting this live!
A loooooot of make up (and I hate make up! Oh well…) will have to erase those tired eyes. Gosh, I better get started actually. I’m supposed to get into a taxi in less than an hour and I haven’t even showered yet. I thought I’d leave it until the last minute seeing that I am just sitting here in front of the computer, and still produce large amounts of sweat. Ahhhh, isn’t that fresh!?
Although I initially had ambitious plans for today (after the TV show I was gonna go and pick up my dresses from the wedding street, meet a friend for lunch etc, and then finish the day with a run at the gym) I have now scraped all of those and will head straight home after my Donald Duck moment. I just hope that my brain will be a little bit more alert in one hour compared to what it is now.
To be continued…