ATG Day 19: Draw an exhausted pony / Draw a pony out of gas.
Even a party pony can’t party forever. Take a break, Ponk.
This is how I’ve felt most of this week while I fought off the last traces of the flu. I just want to go to bed and wake up feeling 100%, or at least a B+.
Went out of town for a couple of days to help family, came back with the flu. Slept 16 hours yesterday, ended up with a fever of 101.3 (too tired to convert). Ibuprofen is helping, at least.
I’ll try get back to ATG as soon as possible, but health comes first. Get your flu shot if you can, ‘cause this shit sucks.