I feel like crap

I hate feeling like crap, especially when it is undeserved, (no blurry good alcoholic memories from the night before).

I have a lot of things that I should have done today. I should have cleaned the house, I should have made Brie dip, I should have bought Jacob a birthday card, (luckily I have a really funny card that will be perfect), I should have taken the dog for a walk, prepared Tamara for the open house on Sunday, and made up and dropped off open house flyers. But I didn't because I feel like crap.

We're zipping out of town tomorrow to golf and hang out with friends. Not conducive to feeling like poo and not accomplishing anything. I didn't even empty the dishwasher!

In a few moments we'll be off the Mrs. Grady's for dinner, then to my brother's for Jacob's birthday, and then I'm supposed to go to Karen's for a little get together with the girls. I just want to lie on the couch.

So why am I writing an entry right now? Why don't I go empty the dishwasher? Because I feel dizzy when I stand for more than a minute or so. I have got to get that checked out. Ugh. I love life so much, that I hate when I feel bad...

Here's to a good week-end though...