Yeah, right...

I was doing well this weekend, but on Sunday it felt like I was coming down with the flu again. I managed to hit Trader Joe's, but felt like I was sick while I was there. I noticed that Target was closed, so most retailers must have been closed for the holiday. My herbs are doing well; basil and thyme look good, the oregano is coming in, and now there is life in the cilantro pot. I finally got around to doing and filing my taxes online, now I just hope they were done correctly.
I got a phone call from RC last night around 10PM. He wanted me to come over and sleep with him because he is going to rehab today. I think I know better than to get involved with that. He sounded kind of incoherent, too. Which really isn't anything new. I wish him all the best, but I don't think the future holds anything for us. I really have my doubts that he can go through rehap successfully. He has that type of personality where he doesn't like people telling him what to do. It's quite tragic, actually. When I told him I wouldn't sleep with him and that I will be thinking of him when he is in rehab, he kind of mumbled something and then hung up on me. Great, he made that easy...