Not my day anymore…

…And to prove it, I woke up this morning with a bit of a cold. Drippy nose, scratchy throat, and all I want to do is wrap myself in warm blankets, watch something on tv that doesn’t require me to think, and go to bed early. I need to rest up for the big group birthday shindig on Friday, for which we’ve finally (and by “we” I mean “me”) picked a place.

Still have another meeting to get through first though, and a memorial service that I didn’t know about this morning, or I wouldn’t have put on a cornflower blue sweater set.

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2 Thoughts to “Not my day anymore…”

  1. ***Dave Hill

    Well, for what it’s worth, if your cold hangs on for a few days longer, you might receive a little something to entertain you on your sickbed.

  2. ktbuffy

    And I did! Thank you, thank you, thank you! And remember… wherever you go, there you are.

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