Thought I'd lost my sense of taste (couldn't taste a chocolate), so Ryan says "oh close your eyes, I'll test it for you!". Clatters about for a bit, and then puts a spoonful of STRAIGHT. FUCKING. DARK. SOY SAUCE. STRAIGHT INTO MY GODDAMN MOUTH.
Booked a weeks annual leave to relax, chill out, and unwind.
Instead, the bathroom ceiling starts a torrential leak on A/L day one, which is still ongoing (and exponentially worsening!) 5 days later.
Safe to say my stress/anxiety levels are not getting any better. π
I didn't get ID'd buying a bottle of wine today, and I was honestly a wee bit offended.
Then I got home, and realised that since I've got my hair pulled back, all the grey hairs at my temples are on show. π
Covid has me so exhausted, I'm even tired in my goddamn DREAMS. I just had a dream where I had to keep laying down because I literally couldn't keep my eyes open. I WAS ALREADY FKING ASLEEP.
Tested negative yesterday (day 5), got myself hyped up to test negative again the next 2 days and leave isolation on day 7.
Only to wake up to these.
Have I been April Fooled by Covid? π€
I (very naively) went to a body pump class at the gym yesterday. Today I feel like I've been hit by a train. I do not possess a single muscle that isn't screaming.