Friday afternoon a few of us from work went out for a nice Italian lunch with one of our best customers. As always, it was great to see the people I’m working with on a regular basis and the lunch was delicious.
I had the Salmon con Funghi in case you were wondering.
On the way back to the office after lunch, it started.
The sneezing and the runny nose and the overall misery.
I just knew I was getting sick.
That night we had plans with some friends and somehow, among all the sneezing and runny nose and overall misery, I managed to chow down on pizza, kick butt at shuffleboard and lose at Chinese checkers.
When it was all said and done, I fell into bed thanking Jesus out loud for the warm covers and cold sheets.
I slept all night and much of the morning. Then, I took two naps and went to bed early. Sunday was more of the same except for a quick trip to Target with Grace while Andy was at work.
Grace was so good at Target, and so restless from being cooped up all weekend, that I decided to make a quick stop at the park on our way home.
These balmy February temps allowed her to run around the playscape enjoying the schwee (swings), sigh (slide) and pah (park).
Once we got home, ate dinner and she had a quick bath, I was toast.
By 9pm I was out and I didn’t wake up until 8am.
My gracious and awesome boss allowed me to work all day from home today instead of coming into the office for the afternoon like my usual schedule dictates, so it was nice not to have to shower and attempt to dress this sick, red-nosed body up as a professional working woman.
I was all t-shirt and sweatpants with tissue up my nose. Dead sexy.
It seems like I was just bragging about not being sick yet this year and here I am. As much as I don’t believe in superstition it does seem ironic that I ended up bedridden shortly after my boasting.
Oh well…on the bright side I got to finish book one of the Hunger Games and the last episode of United States of Tara on Netflix.
I’m still stuffed up and coughing, but I can tell I’m on the mend.
Oh, and I’m almost to the part where I get the raspy, sexy phlegm voice ala Phoebe Buffay:
I am glad you are on the mend!!! You know those tissues up the nose really work!!! Thanks for taking time on Sunday to Skype with me! You're such a good mom….
Maybe there's some of that Herb Roasted chicken left and you could whip up some chicken noodle soup! What a blessing to have a boss who allows you to work at home. Get better quicker Rebecca! Love you!
Tissues up the nose! I remember those days when you were sitting at the dining room table furiously studying your Organic Chemistry with tissues up your nose.
Hope you feel better soon!