cough cough cough

*cough* *cough* still coughing… ended up with a chest infection and I’m on a course of antibiotics now, I knew I should have stayed home last week and get some proper rest but me being so responsible for my job I insisted in coming to work, and as a consequences the virus has spread and gone into my chest.. the worse thing is.. no alcohol for me during the course of treatment :( and feeling guilty for not been to the gym for two weeks

Ordered our new sofa last week and it will be delivered next Saturday (you’ve got to love the speedy John Lewis service!), need to get rid of the old one on Ebay, probably doesn’t worth any money now and I would be happy if we can get enough money from it to buy couple of new cushions.

Just a couple more bits and pieces to get and our flat will be completed, Mike said we need to go shopping tomorrow. Oh no!! my worse nightmare!! shopping at Oxford Street on a Saturday afternoon. Dear oh dear.. suddenly I feel really sick…. mercy.. I should stay home and rest…

One Response to “cough cough cough”

  1. Andrew Says:

    Mike does like to torture you - first he wanted you to go yum cha after being sick on a friday night out, now he wants you go to hell on Earth (Oxford St) while you’re ill!

Leave a Reply