You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you. ~Ray Bradbury~

14 December 2009

Migraine Weekend

Migraines suck.

I haven't had one in a while and I had been lulled into a sense of security that I had stopped having them.

I. Am. An. Idiot.

This migraine knocked me on my ass for the better part of 3 days, putting a serious crimp in my outlining plans. I got almost nothing written because I couldn't look at a computer screen all weekend.

The weekend was not a total bust, just a total writing bust.

The roommate and I baked 360 bite sized sugar cookies on Sunday. Yes, 360. 30 dozen. Bite sized tiny little cookies to give as Christmas gifts. And that doesn't include the 2 or 3 dozen regular sized cookies or the 4 giant cookies that we made with the extra dough that was left when we just couldn't stand to cut out any more cookies.

It was a 5 1/2 hour process that left me exhausted and more than a little sick to my stomach. We ended the evening eating leftover pork and watching The Bucket List, while working on Christmas craft projects.

(And may I say that I totally and completely LOVED The Bucket List? Totally made me cry)

It was a pretty wasted weekend for writing, but otherwise a pretty productive one. We're almost finished with our one Christmas craft project and well into the other, while completing various Christmas tasks. I'd say it was an ok weekend.

*Memo to me* Replace digital voice recorder that was stolen a year ago in order to prepare for things like nasty migraines and carsickness. (duh).


1 comment:

  1. Ohh, you poor thing. I feel you, I really do. I had one yesterday, and it wasn't my worst, but it still felt like an icepick had been lodged in at my hairline. Maybe sometime we could swap treatment ideas. I've done stuff that helps day to day, but then there's still one or two headaches a month I can do nothing for.

    Thanks for commenting on my blog yesterday! I've entered you in the drawing, so stayed tuned. :)