I jinxed it!

I should have known better than to post that I had an abundance of energy.  Those petty cold gods sure do love their schadenfreude.  Tuesday morning I awoke… no, strike that.  Who am I kidding? I never really woke up during the day.  Went back to bed for a couple of hours to see if I could re-boot, but when the 2nd alarm went off, it merely confirmed that I was in no way fit for work.   My voice drops an octave with a virus – all I have to do is say “Hello” on the phone and people know somethings up.  I’m either sick, or I’ve just had really great sex with a plugged nose.

I’ve been GO-GO-GO for so long that when I finally could see the light at the end of the tunnel… the train crashed.  This is a design flaw in our physiology.   Who builds something that does that?  A little bit less stress and the body collapses in on itself?  That’s pretty fucked. 

My Mom always knew when I was really sick, because I would sleep.  I must really be sick. I have spent 17 of the last 24 hours sleeping.  This morning I remain entrenched in cotton-headed ninny-muggins-ness, but I can at least stand.  So now’s the time when I get dressed and drag my sorry ass in to work.  Because that’s what we do right?  We go into work.  We don’t want to take the time to get well, because we can’t afford it.  We would rather infect the entire office than lose a day’s pay.  I might as well go up to everyone and lick them, no matter how much hand sanitizer I bathe in. Sorry folks!  This is all about me and my bottom line – your health is incidental.  Enjoy your complimentary surgical mask.