OMG, you guys. I am sick again. I was sick last week, also. Maybe it’s the same sickness and it was hiding for 5 days and it’s now all like, “Surprise! You thought you got rid of me, hahahahaha!!” I imagine germs being pretty mean.
I’m toughing it out today. This sickness feels like it might like to hold on to me and stay around for a while, so tomorrow could be way worse. You never know. I always want to call my mom and have her tell me I’m sick enough to stay home from work. She says, “You know how bad you feel.” I don’t like that. I need affirmation that it’s okay to stay home. Like when I was a kid and I had a fever and I was forced to sit on the couch and watch reruns of Who’s the Boss and eat Popsicles all day. Those were the days.