Last night I was ill and slept until 11:00 am this morning. I’m about to go back to bed I think, but I thought I might muse on how odd it is to be “home sick,” when you work at home. I guess I’m glad I work in the basement because it make the rest of my house seem separate, mostly. I still roam around my house for coffee and lunch or just to escape after 5 straight hours on the phone.
My biggest decision today will probably whether or not to eat anything else because I’m still not hungry and I regret the yogurt I ate this morning so I could take some pills. Alas, if I accomplish nothing more than naps today I have blogged about something: the telecommuters sick day. It’s contemporary and relevant. Ha!
Thank goodness there are only two more days in this month.