Home Sick

Remember when staying home sick was pretty cool? Sure, you didn't feel great, but you didn't have to go to school, and that was great. (And I was one of those kids that loved school. But I loved a day off, too.) Now here I am, sick as a dog, so staying home from work. Well, technically, I could work from home, but since I feel awful, I'd probably just end up having to fix whatever I did. But it is definitely No Fun. All I can think about, between and around the waves of pain in my head from coughing, etc. (bet you can figure out what "etc." means), is the work that is piling up on my desk. Ugh. Yuk. Damn.