wheeze...... wheeze...... wheeze..

So here I am, on day 14, 743 of having an Acute Upper Respiratory Infection a.k.a. Walking Pneumonia and it sucks.





My lungs are tired, my muscles ache and I am ready to be over this already, but the funny thing is- I had an interview last Wednesday that I HAD to go to... and I actually went.



I pulled into the parking lot.. ate about 4 cough drops.. and opened up a piece of peppermint gum to chew to help mask the smell of walking death that seems to be following me. I fluffed up the hair, re-did the lipgloss and straightened up the suit- yup, I looked pretty good.

I got out of the car and walked in. As I got inside- I prayed- actually, I pleaded with the gods- to NOT let me bark, cough, wheeze, and/or snort the entire time that I was in there- and they must have listened, because all seemed to go well.

I was at my interview for an hour, and I hope that I get a call back. My application was chosen out of 90 others.. and only 7 applicants were asked to interview that day-and that's something right??