A Hectic Week, and Expensive Valentine's Day

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Hello, how are you all? I've had a bit of a rough week. Last Sunday, I accompanied my 19-year-old son to London for an acting thing. He enjoyed it. He's waiting to find out if/when he needs to go back to record some more. It's a fanmade Doctor Who series on YouTube. While I was hanging around, I got lots of work done on some writing and other bits. Son is still looking for proper paid acting work, of course. My older son is doing well with private tutoring but is still after an employed role in a school/college. Monday was Monday. Tuesday, I was in the office. We had a quiz. I did the quiz. I gave a prize to the winner. The prize being show tickets. I've also been coaching someone at work. I like doing it but, let's just say, some peope are harder to coach than others. Being able to string together a basic sentence would be the absolute minimum of someone's abilities before even being offered a position... but that's another story. While in the office, I was really cold. I didn't think much of it because I'm always cold. However, I noticed it was not actually cold in the office as it usually is. It was definitely just me. I came straight home after work and found I struggled to eat, having not felt like making much. Wednesday, I was feeling under the weather but it was my last day of coaching. I wanted to make sure I was there for my coachee. First thing in the morning, I was sick. I was then sick again at lunch time. I just about made it through the day, and went to bed straight after work. Thursday, I think my husband would have actually tied me down had I tried to work. I couldn't speak (as that's the main part of my job, that could have been tricky). I could barely move. I slept all day other than when my husband woke me to make sure I ate/drank/took medication. He was very good at looking after me. I was supposed to have a rehearsal but there was no way I could have done that. Anyone who knows me will know I don't take sick days. In my last job, I took 1 sick day in the 5 years I was there. I've been in my current role almost 2 years, and this is the first time I've had to take a sick day. I didn't even have a cup of tea all day - that's another thing that would be a major concern for those who know me! Friday, that was Valentine's Day. My voice had come back, albeit very croaky. My throat was sore but I wanted to work. One of my customers told me I sounded awful and should get some rest! I'd bought some tickets for a show for myself, my husband, and my eldest son. My husband said we wouldn't go if I was unwell. I told him that he and son should still go and, perhaps, other son could go in my place. I'd spent over £100 on tickets, I wasn’t going to let them go to waste! I had a wander to our local shop (it's not even a minute walk away) and found I was OK, the fresh air doing me good. My boss had said I could take extra breaks if I needed them so I got as much rest as I could between calls and after work. Thankfully, I was feeling well enough to go to the show. We saw comedian Jasper Carrot (I imagine most British people will know that name, not sure how well known he is outside the UK). He's quite a local comedian to us as well. That was at our local venue, which is a short walk for us. We all enjoyed Jasper. He was on for two nights, a full house both nights. He could easily have sold out another night with the amount of people asking that didn't get tickets. The one thing I didn't like was the supporting act. They were called Strictly ABBA. That was torture. ABBA's overrated anyway. This tribute band sounded like them but I wasn't convinced they weren't miming. The guitar player looked like he couldn't remember where his hands were meant to be. Thankfully, they just did a short bit before introducing Jasper. Saturday, that was yesterday, I was going to try and have a lie in but my husband decided to snore and wouldn't stop so I got up early anyway. My eldest son made me a cup of tea. He went up north as he's visiting some friends over school holidays (his friends are mostly teachers and suchlike). I popped in to the theatre in the afternoon to make sure my diary matched whatever I'd volunteered for. I then went back up in the evening to volunteer for Jasper's second night. It was very busy. I was on one of the bars (which is what I usually do) with two other people. One hadn't done it before so he was learning as he went. It was mostly OK except for when the tills stopped working. We got through it, and the night was a success. Sunday, that's today, my throat is still a little sore. I was very lazy and didn't get out of bed until the afternoon. I was thinking about finishing an article, which I should have done ages ago, but I'm just feeling too lazy. Despite having a good night's sleep, I am still sleepy. So that's been my week. Not the best but getting better. My husband is not feeling too well now but I think he's alright. I have a couple of annual leave days coming up. On on of them, I'm taking my niece and nephew to an escape room. I've got a rehearsal that evening as well. Hopefully, I'll have some energy back by then! The evening after that, I am going to see a friend in a murder mystery show. Then I'm out with my best friend next weekend as well. She did actually book something. I offered to pay for lunch if she booked an activity. I don't know if she deliberately chose the cheapest activity. All of this social life is probably what's made me ill Actually, I reckon it was London and the unholy stench of its transport system. How have you been? Did you celebrate Valentine's Day? Have you had a good week?