This would be the perfect time to be at home, snug under the covers, and reading to my heart's content (or my eyes' limit, considering the burning/tired feeling). Instead, it's off to work I go, to talk to mostly unfriendly people (which is not fun in the best of times, but made considerably worse when you have a sore throat and the constant feeling that you need to sneeze). If I close my eyes, I can imagine I'm warm in bed, with a mug of hot tea with honey steaming next to me. But I better not do that too long, or I'll fall asleep at my desk.
And did you know that doctors recommend you still work out, as long as you only aren't feeling well "above the neck"? It's sadistic, if you ask me.
However, I want to try to keep a positive attitude, so I'm going to list the things I'm grateful for at this moment:
- A husband with a working knowledge of medicinal cocktails that will make me feel better.
- The fact that I have a warm bed to go home to.
- The pile of books on my nightstand that I can't wait to get into.
- A puppy that will greet me with a wagging tail when I do finally get to go home.