I hate being sick. I feel so, unproductive. And miserable.
This combination usually results in me being really cranky and taking it out on people.
One thing that set me over the edge this week was.....
my cough drops.
I'm an avid user of Halls, mentho-lyptus specifically.
These things work like a charm.
This week (as I'm hacking up a lung) I pop my 25th Halls for the day when I notice some writing on the wrapper.
A Pep Talk In Every Drop
Flex my "can do" muscle?
That's all you have to say after I haven't slept the past two days because I sound like I've been smoking three packs a day for 50 years.
A rendition of my nightly coughing episodes.
Couldn't you just let me take my soothing menthol candy in peace?
Or use the extra money you have lying around to find a cure for this bug? Or at least something that will help me sleep at night?
Okay, I'll admit it might be the mucus talking. But shouldn't we just leave the "Pep Talks" for my after dinner Dove chocolate?
Trying to beat the gunk,