I was doing so well on Saturday, comparatively speaking. Okay, so I was still working on hacking up a lung, but I actually had some energy. I *did* stuff, even if it was only taking down lights. I was up for going out to dinner with friends.

And then Sunday hit, bringing with it the return of the fever and the chills, which had me huddled in bed wearing sweats, my warmest pajamas, thickest socks, and all the blankets on top of me, plus the fireplace in the room going full blast, and all the while I was so cold my teeth were chattering. Needless to say, when the aspirin finally kicked in for that one I felt as if I'd been wallowing in a rather warm oven. Richard's been an incredible sweetie through all of this, bringing me aspirin and water, and making me grilled peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch.

Today is the first day I haven't felt as if each breath required careful thought beforehand, because one wrong move and I'd suddenly be leaning against the wall, coughing uncontrollably. My chest still hurts from all that coughing; I even managed to pull a muscle in my shoulder somehow from all the coughing. And it didn't help that every time I laughed the coughing would commence again. I'm being cautiously optimistic that this means that this whatever-it-is is on the way out the door, because I am getting pretty darn tired of being sick. I'm still coughing occaisionally, true, but not nearly as often, which has the added benefit that I actually have my normal voice back. Mostly.

Yesterday I felt better, but decided to err on the side of caution and take it as easy as I could. So instead of doing anything remotely strenuous, I parked myself in front of the computer and plugged away at my journal entries because for whatever reason I decided to convert the last 400 or so entries over to Moveable Type, and finally got it all done. Well, mostly. I've fixed all the links in the entries as far as I can tell, although if a few broken ones pop up here and there I wouldn't be surprised. I'm not at all happy with how the archives list has turned out and I may end up mucking with it and reformatting it more than a few times before I finally end up with something I actually like, but it will do for now, and the archive format is not enough of a reason to postpone the conversion any longer. Thus, voila. Hopefully the only difference anyone will notice (short of the icky looking archives, that is) is that the 'powered by' statement on the main page has changed - otherwise all else should look the same. One of these days I might just figure out how that whole comments thing and reactivate that for future entries, but don't hold your breath it'll be anytime soon.

In the meantime, I'm just thrilled to be finally done with this, because frankly, after this morning, it would have been dumped right back on hold again. That's because we got up, drove to Davis, ate waffles with pecan butter for breakfast, and then headed off to Borders to pick up our very own copy of Season 3 of Buffy on DVD. And we've been watching episode after episode ever since. I swear I could kick myself for waiting til *last season* to start watching this show. What the heck was I waiting for?