Tuesday 18 June 2013

I throw a sickie...

After a terrible night's sleep (my throat felt like I'd swallowed a handful of knives) I called Mum and said I was going to lie low and try and shake this cold off by doing very little, which is what I did!

I can't remember the last time I had any time off work sick so I tried not to feel too bad. But there was no way I could have cleared out the unit so I spent most of the day watching daytime TV and some much better programmes I'd recorded. The promise of a fine and sunny day turned cloudy and dull and I couldn't even summon up the energy for a walk.

I sure hope I feel better tomorrow!

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