Sick Day

I have finally worn myself into the ground. A cold/flu type virus has been going around recently, just in time for the start of summer and I finally caught it. It all started yesterday when I tried to peel myself out of bed to get chores done and ended up staying there for the rest of the day feeling sorry for myself. It ended up being a day filled with cold water and tylenol washed down with some more cold water. It definitely wasn't a lot of fun, especially since I don't get a lot of time off work (and by work I mean unpaid internship) so wasting a day just doesn't cut it.

I'm stuck at home today too, never venturing too far off the couch. I'm attempting to work from home, but that doesn't seem to be going very well. All bosses love nonsensical writing though, right? I've been lying on the couch watching old romantic comedies and feeling incredibly guilty about all the work that I'm not doing. I'm definitely missing the days of missing a day of school and knowing that I could catch up no problem. Nobody was relying on my work being done there. My mom would bring me soup and orange popsicles (no other colour had the healing ability that orange did) and I would watch t.v. all day. While not exactly enjoyable it did beat out sick days now. A cold with a side of guilt. 

But what can you really do? Things happen. I'll catch up eventually and for now I'm not much good to anybody. I'll keep watching Katherine Heigl try on those 27 dresses while Meg Ryan waits for her dial up to connect so she can see if she has mail. I have a Vogue waiting to be read, but that seems a little too much like heavy reading for my concentration levels today.