Sickness and Kids

This is now week 6 of battling some weird sickness. I think its probably two different flus or colds or whatever that I got hit with, because there was a period where I was feeling infinitely better. On a really gross note, I went and opened up my Photobooth on my Mac to take a new profile picture, trying to get the courage to do my 10 day picture countdown to my birthday. Alas, I ended up sitting on my bed with the computer on my lap, when I exhaled and created a laaaarge mucus bubble out of the left nostril. Mostly, when this happens, I'd get up and blow my nose. Instead, I sat there in front of the computer watching the bubbles get larger and larger, encouraging just the right consistency.

Seriously, it was fun.

Of course, you're not really supposed to do that. To play with things like that. "It's gross" or whatever. But dammit this has kept me from going to choir on three occasions!

Then, while walking over to the yoga studio yesterday (I now belong to a work/study program. I don't end up cashing in on it often though, because I have to jump on the subway to get there and I'm trying to save every penny right now) I saw this kid, sucking up rain like he was an ant eater and the drops of rain on the railing outside his house were ants. At first, my thought was, "Ugh! Why doesn't someone stop him! That's disgusting!" and then I saw how much fun he was having, and thought: "Man. Why can't I do that? Adults can't do that. Someone will think you're crazy."

This then lead on to a self discovery about how I'd lost a lot of my ability to have fun or be relaxed, and how I'm on my way to being a grumpy old spinster. I refuse to live that life though. Or categorize myself based on thinking a kid shouldn't be sucking up water off of metal. Woah, maybe I should just stop judging myself so much? Gosh.