I was so sick yesterday. My co-workers love to come in when they are sick. It's so stupid, because then they make everyone else sick too. I had to get up early and leave the house at around 6 am to drive and hour to get my taxes done. Which was nice, because I'm getting money back this year. I felt bad, because I told the tax guy I was sick, and he looked at me with dread. I'm sure he was thinking, "Why the hell did you come here?" But I figured he was busy, and it would be rude to cancel an appointment at the busiest season of the year. Of course, I probably got him sick.
I came home and slept the entire day yesterday. Like, from 9 in the morning through this morning. However, it was fitful, and I would wake up intermittently. I went to the grocery store last night, and it's so funny to me, how doing something as simple as that when you are sick is so difficult. I felt like it was the hardest thing in my life, that I had ever done.
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