now with extra puppy!
Apr. 3rd, 2008 08:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janegodzillaI'm still home sick, which is something I'm sure my coworkers are pissed off about. Although, considering they were the ones who gave me this stupid cold in the first place, I don't really care. I've had so much lemon tea with honey in it in the past 48 hours that I'm pretty sure I'm going to be bleeding the stuff soon. That, and Theraflu for colds. God bless the over-the-counter drug industry, that's all I have to say.
The Theraflu was courtesy of Nate, along with some throat lozenges, herbal tab thingies to help with sinus pain, fresh orange juice, and stuff for grilled cheese sandwiches, all of which he brought over last night. I'm still in a mild state of shock over this. The boy went to the grocery store, bought me all this stuff, and then biked across town so he could make me dinner and pet my hair even though I was all grouchy. And I was so charmed and astonished by this that I didn't have it in me to be cranky. Cranky at the cold, yes; cranky at him, not so much. I mean, when I blearily thanked him for coming over and being awesome, his response was to thank me for letting him come over, because he missed me and wanted me to feel better.
It's...it's like he's from another planet, the kind where they construct boys out of scruffiness and puppies and rainbows! And in Nate's case, they must've added extra puppies, because I really don't know how to explain him otherwise. He offered to come over tonight as well, but I'm feeling kind of icky and antisocial, and...he was okay with that. He understood. And I know I keep boggling about things that most people take for granted in relationships, but this kind of thing just makes me feel really good.
Puppies and rainbows, I'm telling you. Puppies and rainbows.
Anyway, the jury's still out on whether I'm going in tomorrow or not. On one hand, I'm hacking my lungs out, which is unpleasant both for me and everyone in my immediate vicinity. On the other hand, I'm going to get a bit stir-crazy if I stay home again. Decisions, decisions...
The Theraflu was courtesy of Nate, along with some throat lozenges, herbal tab thingies to help with sinus pain, fresh orange juice, and stuff for grilled cheese sandwiches, all of which he brought over last night. I'm still in a mild state of shock over this. The boy went to the grocery store, bought me all this stuff, and then biked across town so he could make me dinner and pet my hair even though I was all grouchy. And I was so charmed and astonished by this that I didn't have it in me to be cranky. Cranky at the cold, yes; cranky at him, not so much. I mean, when I blearily thanked him for coming over and being awesome, his response was to thank me for letting him come over, because he missed me and wanted me to feel better.
It's...it's like he's from another planet, the kind where they construct boys out of scruffiness and puppies and rainbows! And in Nate's case, they must've added extra puppies, because I really don't know how to explain him otherwise. He offered to come over tonight as well, but I'm feeling kind of icky and antisocial, and...he was okay with that. He understood. And I know I keep boggling about things that most people take for granted in relationships, but this kind of thing just makes me feel really good.
Puppies and rainbows, I'm telling you. Puppies and rainbows.
Anyway, the jury's still out on whether I'm going in tomorrow or not. On one hand, I'm hacking my lungs out, which is unpleasant both for me and everyone in my immediate vicinity. On the other hand, I'm going to get a bit stir-crazy if I stay home again. Decisions, decisions...