This weekend can be summed up pretty quickly, I was sick and basically slept most of the weekend! Friday night I had a terrific, low key night hanging out with besties Jasen and Brendan. Everything seemed to be normal. I planned to go see Girlfriend Brooks in Hackettstown by Saturday at 12pm. All of the sudden, she called me at 3pm asking where the heck was I. I was sleeping in bed, totally just wiped out of commission. There wasn't any abnormal congestion, no fever, no stomach issues, I was just simply knocked out basically. Girlfriend Brooks told me I was disoriented. This was basically a lost weekend. Sunday morning I was up early, then figured that I would nap for a couple of hours. That nap lasted until 3pm! I rolled out of bed, showered up, and was able to meet up with besties for NFL Playoff Football at The Irish Cottage Inn. I was rooting hard for the San Francisco 49ers, not just because they were underdogs, but also because they were playing against the Philadelphia Eagles. I loathe The Philadelphia Eagles. It ended up being a terrific game, and I had fun cheering them on with friends. It's always a fun energy at bars and restaurants during playoff football, when there's only one game happening at a time.
I then was able to make it back home in time for my New England Patriots game. I'm happy that I was feeling better and able to watch the game. This was our first home playoff game in 6 years, and we definitely made up for lost time! It felt great and was fun for me yelling at my television all night. I should probably be institutionalized at some point.
Time to start planning next weekend! I was really bummed that I was too sick to go see Brooks in Hackettstown. Had I made that drive she would've seen me be basically dead weight. At least I was able to seemingly sleep off whatever random bug hit me. We will take that win.
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