I'm at home.
On a Wednesday.
I should be at work but yesterday I called in sick.
I have a head cold with a sore throat and that feeling of wanting to scratch your eyes from the inside? and of being underwater, with bunged up ears and nose and a tickly cough and having no energy and just generally not feeling right.
So nothing dreadful but I do feel awful.
It seems a shame to be at home but not feel up to doing anything you could do on a legitimate non working day..does that make sense?
It must be my inherent Catholic Guilt that is making me feel bad about sitting here in my dressing gown and not being at work.....although in all honesty I will be 62 later this year and I have been working since I started a Saturday job at 14 so work can go fuck itself.