The holiday spirit

My holidays this year have been a mess. On Christmas eve I came down with a cold and three days later I still suffer the consequences: high fever, nausea, sorrow throught. Basically, I'm in bed with my black cat and I am grateful that at least today I can use the computer - the days before I was so weak that I couldn't even type. I have almost no voice whatsoever, which is kind of depressing - only in this situations we realize how much we actually depend on our voice.

Outside the weather is great - the sun is shining and there is almost no wind. Perfect weather and I am stuck in bed! All my plans have been messed up and I just hope I can salvage at least some of them... I can't evaluate yet the consequences of my illness... I am still in the phase where all I want is to be back on my feet. However, I have a vague idea of the disaster that my performances at the skating ring have created both in my personal and professional life.

However, this is a great ending to a glorious year in which, towards the end, I became aware I am a mess. And as everything happens for a reason, I am curious to discover the reason for my sickness. I have no expectations for 2007 - I just hope it will come and go as fast as possible and I will be a year older and dummer... or maybe stupidder and happier...