Le Sigh . . . BIG Time

So.
I stayed home yesterday.
I felt guilty as hell but I did it anyway.
I woke up feeling queasy and my head was so full of congestion I wished it would just roll off my neck.
I DON'T WANT TO BE SICK FOR CHRISTMAS ! ! ! !
WWWWWAAAAAHHHH ! ! ! !
(yes, I'm going to be a big whiney baby in this post so just deal)
This morning I'm still congested as fuck but at least my stomach's a little more settled.
I'm going in.
I have no choice.
Besides, I'd feel REALLY guilty if I didn't because I am, in fact, feeling somewhat better than I did yesterday.
Goddamned work ethic !
I guess the good side of all of this is that this is the last day I have to be in the office for this week . . . that's a plus, right?
And both Heifer & Yenta will be in today so if the stomach ickies come back I can always leave 1/2 day and not feel badly because at least I'd tried.
BLARG !
O.k.
I'm going to run now...
I've got t-minus 43 minutes until I absolutely have to leave this house and a mane of wet hair to go blow dry.
FUN ! ! ! !