Hard Work and Headaches

It’s been another busy weekend of hard work and headaches.

BDH is a marvel. He’s screwed together more Ikea furniture than should be allowed by law. He’s changed network setups and moved desks full of computers and relocated file cabinets. He’s spent the last four days off working so hard around the house to get things built and reorganized and cleaned up and hauled up and down stairs. He’s worked so hard, and all without complaint.

One of the things that has been fun for him, though, is the shopping. BDH LOOOOOVES to shop. So this has been a rare case of the necessary evil of buying stuff (in the mind of cheap-o me) with the unbridled joy of being able to shop (for BDH). So he has been madly assembling all the spoils of our shopping sprees, working like a trooper to get things done and back to some semblance of order as soon as possible.

I, on the other hand, have been a big bunch of pansies.

I’ve been helping out with the mad assembly line, sure. But a few weeks back, I had a nasty cold, and at the tail end, my glands and sinuses were hurting. I took a lot of sinus meds, and it seemed to be fine. But over the last couple of days, I am beginning to think it was just lingering there in the background, because the sinus pain seems to be back. My jaws hurt, my face under my eyes is a bit puffy and tender, and I am feeling achey in the sides of my neck where my glands are.


It’s been — well, it’s been a pain in the neck, actually. It’s been a headache. Ever try bending over to assemble furniture with tetchy sinuses?? OY, it’s not good. And the head rush afterwards is pretty nasty also. So, between the complaining from the ache and the complaining from the tiredness from sinus medications, I’ve been less than useful on the home improvement front.

But BDH has soldiered on, and has been wonderful in doing the vast majority of it himself. And the place is starting to come together. I’ll be so glad when it’s all done. We’re going to pass the home part of the home study with flying colours.

Of course, I’ll have to pry the drill out of BDH’s hands before the next interview…

3 thoughts on “Hard Work and Headaches

  1. Oh honey, I am SO sad to hear you are feeling very dictator like. It’s no fun. No fun at all.

    Unless of course you wish to do the odd accent when talking like she does. Which is, apparently, lots of fun.

    Remember – fine line between sick and bratty.

    Want us to make you some chicken soup? The kind with all white meat and fat noodles?

    Of course, if you’re REALLY sick then around here that means I get up at the buttcrack of dawn to make you cinnamon rolls.

    How sick ARE you? Homemade chicken noodle soup sick? Or homemade cinnamon roll with fresh from the carton orange juice sick?

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