Cough cough, sputter sputter

I went to sleep very early last night, and yet awoke still feeling exhausted and still too sick for work. I think, with another good ten hours sleep, I should be back to work tomorrow…which is good, because I’m now all out of sick days. I have some vacation days, saved up for the end of the year, but I’d rather hold on to those if I can. I’d also rather not be sick.

I was a little disappointed to miss this final event at the Center for Fiction, but I’m not sniffly and watery-eyed much today, so I’m going to take that as a good sign that I’m on the mend.