I'm so tired I could cry

It's a moment of weakness as I realize how quick things are changing. I haven't really prepared as much as I should have... but here is the summary:

-This is my last week of work (although I will come back to work over the summer) - but doing knowledge transfer with 3 new staff members is tough when you missed 3 days of work because you were so sick. I was pretty useless today - explaining things but not really explaining things. Missing details as I was still sick. Trying to listen and brainstorm about "measurables" for a project - only to have my brain recite Rent's seasons of love lyrics - more specifically "how do you measure, measure a year... how about love????? how about love???" While singing this in my head I snap back to reality and blank out. Get asked a question and proceed to see question mark images surrounding my head. Sorry girls - but am pretty sure you will be okay when I leave - especially given how spastic my imagination gets.

-I am still sick - what has transformed from a fever to a fever cough, to a cough runny nose, to what i have now: a rumbling cough in my chest combined with a runny nose that deprives me of sleep.

-I took the wrong bus home today because I did not check the number on the bus - oddly enough I discovered a new efficient way home - with one more day of work left! haha

-I leave for Vietnam in 6 days. I am not prepared. My mentality is not prepared for the change in weather. This statement was proven today when I stepped out of the house and saw how green the grass was, how bright the sky was, only to start sweating when I was indoors. My hypothalamus is confused. Jacket on or off, on or off? In the end - be glad you did not see the fashion foe pah - socks with shoes that you are not suppose to wear socks with.

Top it all off - nothing like trying to nap at home only to have your mom make a commotion when she gets home making it impossible to sleep. Can you hear my heart weeping from exhaustion or is that my delirium talking?

But hey, it could be worse - I heard my sister is a lot sicker than I am. I hear you "suck it up princess" - I can't, the mucous has clogged my nasal cavity. Really - check out the garbage can - I killed a shrub this week with all the tissues I used.

Thanks for reading me vent. Tune in next time as I properly introduce my trip to Vietnam - the ultimate family history lesson. (It's my family's first trip back to Vietnam since emigrating).