I’m getting sick. No, I’ve gotten sick. This bites. Body aches all over, my eyeballs want to explode anytime I’m not looking directly ahead, and my brain has shut down. For some reason, it’s always one of the first things to go when I get ill — thank goodness for built-in spellchecking, the number of typos and fat-finger errors I’m making is just depressing.
On the bright side, one thing I love about working five blocks from home is that I’ve got time on my one-hour lunch break to leave work, hit Subway, grab a sandwich, come home, eat, hop into the shower and soak under hot water for about 20 minutes, then get back dressed and head back into work. That’s probably about the only thing that made the latter half of the day bearable.
Early bed for me, tonight.