I've been sick, still am, but I decided I could make it into work today. Runny nose and all.
So, I bundled myself up with my winter coat, scarf, and mittens. This is November in Wisconsin. There is snow on the ground. I need the mittens.
I successfully made it into work without my boogers freezing on my face or me throwing up on the side of the road.
This is a good morning!
I got in and all settled at my desk and I looked at my schedule.
It was 7 o'clock and everybody was at stupid journal club this morning and were not getting in until 8:30!
Journal club (where all the physical therapists in our health system get together and read medical journals to keep up to date on treatments) is my day to sleep in!
I looked at the clock in disappointment and anger.
As my anger fueled my hatred for this inanimate object (yes, the clock has the upper hand this time) I debated if I should clock in and sit and do nothing for the next hour and a half, go take a nap in my car, or go eat breakfast.
After a minute or two of internal debate, as I gave the clock my squinted death glare, I finally bundled up once again and trekked back out to my car.
Seeing as it was freezing outside and too cold to nap in my car I went to the little diner across the street and got a cup of coffee and breakfast.
I popped my headphones in and watched last night's episode of Marvel's Agents of Shield on my phone as I sipped my coffee and downed my eggs and hash browns.
It was actually really relaxing. I feel refreshed and rejuvenated in between my sneezing attacks.
Normally in the morning I hurriedly get ready with my eyes closed and crash into work just before I'm late and feel rushed and behind the rest of the day.
I should get up early and do this more often.
But that would require waking up before 5:00 AM!!
And that just doesn't sound appealing in the least bit.
I think I'll stick with the rushed frenzy thank you very much.