I'm home sick. For the second day in a row. I hate hate hate being home sick, for several reasons, not the least of which is I'm sick.
But what I hate even more than being sick is being home when I'm sick. Because there are always about a bazilliondytwelve things that I could be doing, except, you know, for that whole I'm sick thing.
I forced myself not to do any housework yesterday, except I did allow myself to do some picking up whenever I got up to go to the bathroom. Which, it turns out, means I did quite a bit of picking up, if you catch my drift. And I don't think you want to. But it drove me crazy, because instead of listening to relaxing music and reading magazines, I'm looking around at all the stuff that needs folding, decluttering, dusting, scrubbing, putting away, wiping down, repainting, caulking...you get the idea.
Now, I don't want you to think that my house is a total disaster. It's just that there's always something else that can be done, y'know? Only I can't justify doing it, because I'm home sick. And if I were well enough to break out the windex, I'd certainly be well enough to go to the office. Yes, I realize there is a difference between spending two minutes wiping down the kitchen counter and nine hours at my desk, but this is the way my mind works. I have this twisted sense of rightness that I just can't get past.
The other bummer thing about being home sick is that I actually am having a pretty good hair day. Really, I mean it. I should take a picture.
Which I just did. See?
Trust me, for me this is a good hair day. And it's wasted. Because did I mention that I'm stuck at home? Sick?
I suppose my funky eye is balancing out the good hair, though. That, and how swollen my nose is. You could tell my nose is swollen, right? It doesn't always look like that, does it? Oh - I didn't mention the funky eye? It's not really related to me being sick, except that I think it happened when I sneezed a couple of nights ago. A couple of little blood vessels burst and resulted in a most lovely redeye effect:
I think it makes me look a bit maniacal.
Which, you know, I could have used to my advantage. At work.