Odds & Ends

..or maybe Oddities & Ends

Just a few things I've noticed about myself...

I've been sick for the last couple of days, and I seem to have a morbid fascination with the way it makes me feel. First I had a fever—102.9 at the high point, although I have to wonder if this was because I was buried in blankets with the bed-warmer on...  And of course, fever means chills (hence the cocoon). This lasted a night and a day and a night. Today I'm mostly just tired.

But the weird thing is... well, two weird things: 1. Food tastes strange. I swear I could taste cinnamon in the home-made chicken noodle soup that had no cinnamon in it. Bleh.
2. I just feel wrung out. My body hurts, I'm super tired, and I'm shaky. Like I had a really long workout session. Which maybe I did.

But here is the odd thing: I'm not out for sympathy or anything. It's just that I catch myself really paying attention to the way these things feel, almost as if I were observing someone else who was sick. But, oh my goodness! I am so glad I don't feel this way when I see other people who are sick. (Could you imagine, in a household of ten people?!)

Well, Being sick is weird. That's one thing.

Here's the next thing I've observed:
I am sewing a costume and I'm putting in a lot of extra work that might not even be seen from the stage. But I have to do it. I am driven to do it. Because it will make me happy. Like Inigo Montoya wanting to fight "the man in black" left-handed, I can have no satisfaction if I don't do it this way.

And here's the third thing:
Whenever I am sewing a seam, the first pin I pull out of the fabric goes into my mouth and stays there until the seam is completely sewn. I never put more than one pin into my mouth; I never take that pin out until I'm finished. Every. Time. It is how I sew.

So, three idiosyncrasies. There's probably a lot more. A lot more. Do you ever observe yourself this way—as if from the outside, looking in?