Today makes five days in a row that I’ve been sick- achy, grouch, congested…and that’s just the stuff I can describe without grossing anyone out. I’m to the point now where I’m not certain I’d argue if someone offered to put a bullet in the back of my head.
I’m staying home from work again today, which might be nice if I hadn’t already spent most of the past days glued to the couch in our living room. I wish I had the energy to do something productive, but the simple act of walking to the bathroom leaves me exhausted. I’d like to say that I’m beginning to feel better, but I’m really not. Even trying to think and concentrate enough to string together a few coherent sentences is a major effort. So, if today’s offerings are sparse and not up to my normal high standards, I’d appreciate it if you would cut me some slack…’cuz if I were a cat, I’d be crawling off into the woods to die.