Ugh. Have I mentioned I hate being sick? Once again I woke up, and knew I was sick. :grr: I hate that. This time I woke up at 3 am to hear the rain pounding on the roof, the wind tearing through the trees. I was laying on my back, and every time I swallowed I would experience a small wave of pain. I was swallowing a lot since my sinuses were draining down my throat. I tosssed and turned but could not get comfortable. Some time around 5 I think I fell asleep again.

The alarm went off at 7. Closing in on 7:30 I decided to drag my butt out of bed. The shower felt good, but not that good. I was still sick. The magical powers of the shower hadn’t changed a thing.

Sue said her goodbyes, then returned moments later. Dead battery. I think the Cherry bomb needs a new battery.

Wait, back to the topic at hand. I am going to stay at work long enough to determine if anything extremely important needs to get done. If not, I am going home. My head is in a fog today, and I am a walking zombie. Work is not good for Zombies.