I’m sick. It was really only a matter of time, because:
- At two of my jobs, people have been quite sick for quite some time.
- It’s so close to the holidays, and my birthday. I mean, why not get sick? It isn’t like I have anything to do…
- I really really need to work as many shifts as possible to make up for Christmas spending, and now I’ve had to cancel three.
- I was recently congratulating myself on not having gotten sick for a while. Woo.
So yeah. I am definitely one of those people who loves to complain while sick. A silent, well-behaved ill person I am not. The worst part is being too tired and achy to actually enjoy time at home. Knitting needles? They feel like olympic weights.
Well, I suppose it’s back to bed I go.