I took a sick day today. A real one, pajamas all day, long afternoon nap, cereal for breakfast and lunch… It was good. I still feel like crap, but at least I had a good day.
M took C to daycare this morning, leaving me gloriously alone all day. I even put the cat outside for the day. It was awesome. I can’t remember the last time I had a full 9 or 10 hours to myself. When I was a kid the perk of being sick was watching daytime tv all day. Now the perk is being alone all day and having no one ask me for anything all day. (Oh… and watching tv all day…) It’s a little sad that I have to be unable to breathe and have a headache that won’t quit and a persistent cough to be able to enjoy a little alone time. It doesn’t matter though, I’ll take what I can get.
Tomorrow, sick or no sick, it’s back to the grindstone. Things are picking up at work and I can’t really afford to take any more time off.
On a side note, is it sad that MasterCard commercials make me cry? Isn’t pregnancy fun?
pssst…It’s still delurking week!