Oh man. Not much to say about the weekend.
Saturday - Slept in. Worked on the novel. Read. Played a game of Scrabble with hubby and LOST AGAIN.
Sunday - Slept in, woke up with a scratchy throat and a headache. Determined to stay in bed all day long and hopefully get rid of whatever sickness was encroaching upon me. Didn't work. Took a nap. Watched "Hogan's Heroes." Worked on the novel.
No, I did not watch the Super Bowl (no cable) and really had absolutely no desire to.
Today, I'm back at work, trying to feel better, and failing miserably. Sick leave is not an option at this point since one of my co-workers is on vacation. So I must push through.
However, hubby did buy a lottery ticket last night, so maybe, just maybe, I might get lucky and win some moolah so I can quit the job and write full-time!
*cue uproarious Muttley laughter*
Ok, I'm done now. Back to reality.
Have a good Monday.
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