Speech two out of three is now complete. I had to give my “animated talk” tonight. That’s basically a “how to” speech. I did mine on how to draw a cartoon. And it didn’t go any better then the last speech. Actually it was slightly worse.
I have a cold. [Yes, about my 400th cold this winter, but who's counting.]
I woke up Friday morning with a scratchy throat and a tad bit of a stuffy nose.
By Saturday I was feeling pretty icky so I didn’t shower all day and spent most of the day on the couch or in bed.
I had to shower on Sunday. [I don't think my Sunday School kids would have enjoyed me so much after two days of not showering.] And then I spent the afternoon on the couch.
I thought I was feeling better on Monday. I woke up without even a stuffy nose, so I thought I was on the path to health. But I was wrong. By Monday afternoon I was blowing yummy bright yellow-green snot from my nose. I know. You’re jealous.
Which brings me to today. Today I crashed. Not only was my nose pretty stuffy all day, but my throat hurt, my tongue was dry and my lips are chapped. Plus I felt like I need to put toothpicks in my eyes. I mean to hold my eyelids up, but poking my eyeballs with them would probably have been just as effective.
By 6:30pm when class started I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was put my head down on the desk and sleep. But I didn’t want to snore in front of all these twenty year olds. So I did my best to try and pay attention and absorb what was being taught. Basically I’m going to have to read over the Powerpoint slides when I’m feeling better because I was essentially worthless in class.
Then it was my time to give my speech. I held out as long as I could, but eventually I was the only person left. I wasn’t feeling that nervous. I was just feeling tired. And cold. And grumpy.
But then I got in front of 100 peering eyeballs and the nerves took over. So here I was cold and shivering, head congested, throat dry and now I was nervous. I was quite a sight. I might as well of thrown up all over myself.
But I did something almost as good. Halfway through my shaky speech snot poured out of my nose. Not like a little snot running down my upper lip. But a whole ball of snot dropped out of my nose on to the floor, like a tear from my eye.
Oh that was so attractive. All the boys want my number now. Can I please go out with the girl who snots all over ther carpet in class? Please, please, please.
Thank goodness I’m comfortable in my own skin or I would have totally gone running from the classroom like a little school girl.
Right now I’m too tired to care. I’m just going to bed. Tomorrow will be a better day.
Or else I’m just turning off the alarm and going back to sleep.