Sick Day...

[msfledermaus]

I've been fighting some kind of stomachy thing for the past few days. Last night I was dizzy on top of being nauseated, so I called in sick for Talk Like a Pirate Day. So now I'm home in pajamas drinking mint tea and doing laundry. Yarr. My ears are stuffed up, and I have the spins from time to time. I still feel like oog, so why do I feel like I'm playing hooky? *Sigh* The ghosts of our mother's admonitions live on and on in our sick days...

But this means I get to feel caught up at home. Caught up meaning, time to knit on the couch and actually *be* sick, instead of taking care of the bazillion little things that should get done. Did I plug in the cellphone? Did I wash those breakfast dishes? Bills? What about putting the books away, or finding my electrical tape, or doing something decorative with the kitchen windows? What about that art piece I should work on? There's just soooooo much I should do...

Ah, screw it. This morning's big decision is: Marie Antoinette on DVD? Or Titanic? or Practical Magic? I can cosily knit and sleep through all of these. Yarr!

Comments

[halfmoon-mollie.livejournal.com]

Feel better, Maus. YOu're too nice to be sick.

[buscemi.livejournal.com]

Aw. Maybe this will cheer you up a little. It's Bill Cosby "singing" Sgt. Pepper:

http://www.m-1.us/m4m_Bill_Cosby_Sgt_Pepper.mp3

Don't worry about all the stuff to do at home. Just get some rest, mmmkay? *Mr. Mackey voice* :)