Do you feel sorry for me? I didn't think so. If you're like most people, you could care less ... you've got your own problems.
Today, I'm working from home. That means I'm eating everything in the house (yes ... when I'm sick I usually get hungrier), watching a movie about people getting eaten by mutants and writing my blog (about writing my blog).
Debbie just came home and made me a sandwich before she headed back to the office. Yes, she IS too good to me. I was very appreciative ... I didn't even tell her that she forgot my drink. I got it myself.
Oh man ... it's already 1 o'clock ... time to figure out whether I should take a nap, watch another movie or call somebody up and whine a little more.
What the hell. Debbie will be back in an hour. Maybe she'll make me another sandwich.