Well, I stayed home sick yesterday and slept in until about 2pm because of it. I felt pretty bad...then I went to a couple stores around the house attempting to do some sort of Christmas shopping...see, when I'm sick, I like to rest early, but then force myself to get out of the house and do something, even if it is just to go eat or something like that. Usually it helps me feel a little better, which it did yesterday. I washed the dishes from the previous night, which was amazingly easy--no mess at all, since I soaked them overnight.
I think I might just leave my furniture as is, with the dining room table and chairs out and "in use." It's kind of nice. Though, as I told Luis yesterday (who came over to watch 24), the danger is tossing stuff on the table, because it's in an area where that would be easy--to just walk in and leave stuff there, soon creating a messy pile. He said I should make it a point to make sure the table is empty every night before I go to bed. That's an idea; we'll see how long it lasts.
Today I still feel minorly miserable, but I can tell the cold is in remission, if you will...I got to work super late, too, which probably isn't good. I got only a marginally late start because of my miserableness, but traffic on the Tri-State was at a standstill, literally. So I decided to go around the mess, which kept me moving, but still took time. Better than sitting in a parking lot.
Now I'm waiting for our free lunch from one of our shippers...I don't know...they say, lunch is on us, I go eat, say thank you to the guys there, don't ask questions and return to my cubicle, pretending to work while I eat free food.
Tomorrow is the PFW holiday party, which should be a good time. It usually is. In the meantime, maybe I'll do some shopping again tonight...we'll see.