By Friday night, I'd come down with a full-fledged cold. I had hoped to avoid it, but since people at work have been sick and my husband had a bad cold, I felt like a sitting duck. Turns out I was right.
So yeah, I got a swift kick. And it's laid me low for two days now. I've watched so much t.v. I want to throw the remote out the window. I don't have any desire to read. I sit there and I stare into space with my mouth open (so I can breathe) and devour M&M's because I can actually taste them.
We'll see how I feel tomorrow. I've got to go to work since I don't have any sick days left, but I have a feeling it's going to be a very loooooong day.
Weirdest thing? Friday night I wanted to write. I booted up the laptop and wrote maybe a paragraph, but couldn't stay focused long enough to do much more.
Ok. I'm going back to the couch. I'm feeling more like reading, so maybe I'll pick up a book or two now.
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