All right, NEXT!

[dchenes]

OK, tired of being sick now. It would help if I were sick enough to stay home, because then at least I'd have an excuse for not getting anything done at work. As it is, this morning I've arranged parking for a meeting on Monday. The rest of the morning has been taken up with drinking tea, reading the entire archives of Gaijin Smash, arranging to donate my old laptop to a Harvard Law student in desperate need of one, and generally feeling like my head is physically somewhere else (and this without cold medicine, which either makes me sleepy or doesn't work).

Unfortunately, my ironclad work ethic, which is left over from the fact that my parents didn't believe in mental health days, got me to work today. If I'm physically capable of getting out of bed, I have to go to work. I didn't even know mental health days existed until somewhere around my sophomore year of college. (Yes, I did put myself through a guilt trip about taking last Friday off. The fact that it really did take me six and a half hours and a trip to Coolidge Corner and back to get my apartment clean is irrelevant.)

I suppose I could go think about some lunch. Soup, probably. I don't particularly want soup, but that will at least be hot liquid that isn't tea.