Sunday 21 April 2013
A Cold, Really?
I have just emerged from being laid up for 7 days. What could possibly keep one down for 7 days, you might ask. Pneumonia? The Flu? Bronchitis? Nope. Just a cold. Seriously. An every day, run-o-the-mill cold virus. Except it wasn't. But it really does sound pathetic when you are off work for a week with nothing more to say for it than, "I had a cold".
So today I begin the process of digging myself out. Not from snow, although we did have some of that on the ground yesterday (Seriously. This winter just will. not. end.). Today I begin to give some thought to the week's worth of work I now have to re-schedule (dread does not even begin to cover how I feel about listening to my voicemail) and to the week's worth of cleaning that my **thoughtful** family left for me (clearly they are not well-trained and more work is required to boost their independent cleaning skills).
Perhaps a little music will help....(see if I can remember how to post a link)
So today I begin the process of digging myself out. Not from snow, although we did have some of that on the ground yesterday (Seriously. This winter just will. not. end.). Today I begin to give some thought to the week's worth of work I now have to re-schedule (dread does not even begin to cover how I feel about listening to my voicemail) and to the week's worth of cleaning that my **thoughtful** family left for me (clearly they are not well-trained and more work is required to boost their independent cleaning skills).
Perhaps a little music will help....(see if I can remember how to post a link)
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