I’ll start with the first kind. The relaxed kind, the kind that everyone wants, especially if you are a parent of a small child.
“Just chillin” as some of our American friends would say to describe when they’re relaxed or in “an easy-going mood, the kind that nothing can stress me out, no matter what happens”. Yes, that kind.
That’s how I would describe my “blogging” at the moment. Some of you might know that I’ve been off my blog lately, after declaring “blogger’s block” a few weeks ago. I’m not feeling 100% inspired and raring to go up and posting away again, or feel that I’m a “better blogger” because I took some time off. What I’ll say is that I’ve definitely enjoyed not blogging and just “living”.
I do however still enjoy writing my thoughts down, or whatever words I manage to type, so I’m not pulling plug, at least not just yet. Let’s just see where this will take me. So at the moment, I’m just “chillin” with “blogging”. I’m sure you get my drift 😉 Thank goodness I never really cared much about my stats, because I know this “cruising along” won’t do any good with my numbers, not that I really cared about them anyway.
Then there’s the “chilled” not-so-good-kind. The kind that parents of small children who don’t really have much help around, or live near family so they could take-over, child care. Yes, that kind.
The kind of chill that makes you feel the cold in your bones, and you feel as if you’ve actually got the cold in you, causing your whole body to shake uncontrollably.
It started last Sunday. I knew I was coming down with something, I suspected a cold and a cough. By the last day of the weekend though, I woke up feeling really chilled. From then on it was a rollercoaster of chills, high-temperature and feeling okay enough to prepare a meal for little T. To top it off, my husband had a meeting at Mitlton Keynes and had to drive to my in-laws who live in nearby Woburn Sands Monday morning, which meant, even though I had the chills, I still had to do everything including the school-run on my own.
The only way was to do it the “Pull yourself together woman! Stiff upper-lip, and plod on!” Never mind if you feel your bones rattling inside of you and it actually feels like you’re walking through a snowstorm, when in reality it’s actually just a breezy-early summer day. But I survived, as you do. So I guess it wasn’t so bad after all.
Have you experienced this kind of chill before?
Aside from drugging yourself up with Paracetamol, what’s your best tip to get rid of or at least manage the “chills”?