First entry of March

So now we’re into the month of March and this is my first entry of the month.. which proves that I’m a lazy cow lol.

I’ve been slowly working on a new layout for Pasture Mix. It’s one of those layouts from yaythemes that I downloaded but its better than keeping this one up. I’m bored of it. I still have a few things to tweak and add to it but I’m hoping to have it up by the end of this week.

Nothing really interesting to say other than the arsehole Gerry is on holiday so we have a polish guy called Witold. He’s alright, hes not a bossy bastard like Gerry. Everyone on our line has little opinions on wether Gerry will be coming back, Trudy and Ali say hes not, but Mary says he is. Personally I dont give a fuck, I’d rather he buggered off and never came back.

I’m feeling like utter crap right now. I have a headache, a sore throat, sore eyes and I have aches and paints. I spent 8 hours feeling like this yesterday, along with chest pains and stomach cramps. George kept telling me to go home and rest but I wanted to try and stay for the whole shift.

I got home after work last night and I felt totally exhausted and really unwell. I was hungry but my body wasnt. George asked me what I wanted and I said something I dont have to chew that’ll just slide down my throat without choking me, I couldnt swallow very well. He walked to Tesco and got me some chicken soup but I only had about 6 mouthfuls because it tasted rank. I dont know if its because I was ill or if thats the way it was suppose to taste. I feel guilty because it ended up being thrown out =[

I ended up going to bed and managed to get to sleep. Then about 3-4am I woke up and managed to do that sniffing up coughing shit and out of my mouth came phlegm with blood in it. I started to panic a bit but ended up falling back to sleep. George didnt want me to cuddle up to him because I was boiling hot, to the point that I had taken my pj’s off because I was sweating.  I woke up feeling alright but now I’m starting to not feel well again. I’ve just had a chicken mayo roll and a chocolate chip flapjack and I’m drinking milk instead of anything fizzy.

If I feel like I did last night then I’m definatly gunna go home. I dont want to because I’m gunna end up losing money but I suppose its better than suffering, especially since its really cold down on the line.

It’s Mother’s Day on Sunday and I havent bought my Mum anything yet. She’s told me no shoes, no bags, no clothes, and no perfume. So I’m thinking a nice ornament or a necklace. Claire and I have our eyebrow appointment on Saturday so I might see if I can get a card and something in town.