I wasn’t feeling 100% the past few days—nothing serious, nothing really identifiable, just not “right”. The main thing was feeling very tired and being unable to string words together, including for a blog post. I’m on the mend now.
When I was younger—say, into my 30s—I got at least two colds a year, at the change of seasons, usually. But Auckland’s climate is much milder than Chicago’s, and within a couple years of my arriving here that seasonal cold thing ended.
In fact, for more than ten years I’ve seldom had a cold. For that matter, I’m seldom sick, either, and when I am feeling off-colour, it’s usually been advance warning of a gout attack.
This time, I may have simply had trouble readjusting to a normal schedule after a four-week summer holiday of going to bed when I wanted, getting up when I wanted and even the occasional afternoon nap. Things are a little more regimented, even scheduled, in non-holiday times, and maybe I let myself get a bit run down at the start of the week.
Whatever it was, it’s fading away and my verbal side seems to be returning. Well, a little bit, anyway. Still, Nigel took good care of me, so it wasn’t all bad. Even so, I’m looking forward to getting back to normal (so-called…).
2 comments:
Do you mean as in "off-colour jokes"? I do vaguely remember that, but it's not commonly used that way here in NZ, so that meaning certainly wouldn't occur to me easily. In fact, I had to look up the expression to remember the other use. I guess living outside the USA for 18+ years can do that to a person.
You DO know off-color (or off-colour, as you Kiwis insist upon) has a whole nother context in the States.
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