10% of Your LJ Experience

So, last week I was sick. SICK sick. Monday night I started developing a sore throat and was like 'oh no no no no'. I know the signs. Tuesday I woke up and I felt like death warmed over. Awful. But I had to go into work because there was SO much to do. I went into work, I felt miserable, I tried to get stuff taken care of so other people could hold the fort if I was out Wednesday. I left work 2 hours early to go home and pass out. I felt AWFUL.

Wednesday, I stayed home sick. I slept. A lot. I also watched the rest of last season's Criminal Minds. And slept more.

My plan had been to go to work on Thursday. Thursday I still felt awful and unable to move. I called in sick again. I slept. I watched Season 2 of Dexter. And slept. And slept.

And packed. Because I was scheduled to go home to Mombo for the weekend Friday and stay until Sunday, a visit that had been postponed fifty zillion times before and WOULD HAPPEN, despite DEATHPLAGUE.

But mostly it was sleeping and serial killers.

I actually finished watching Dexter Friday morning, while huddled on the couch wrapped in blankets and thinking "I hope I make it home alive". I am not sure, at this point, if that meant I hoped my car wouldn't break down and I wouldn't get kidnapped by a psychotic killer who wanted to eat my brainz or that I would just die of death plague and become somebody who wanted to eat brainz, because it's all a blur at this point. ( swmbo's trip home! )

And now it is monday and I am back at work. Without goats. I think I'm ok with that.

happy monday all!