- Rabbi Harold Kushner
I didn't go to work and Anna and I did not go to the coast today. I stayed home sick again. The charm of it all is beginning to thin. I, however, am not.
I picked up my crocheting and saw that I made a couple of mistakes yesterday, so I had to rip out what I had done. I have been hesitant to work on it again right yet.
Despite that warning, I spent some time today working on a Stampin' Christmas project. Let's hope I am not wasting paper! For some reason, I thought it would be relatively simple to make a bunch of greeting card sets (maybe half a dozen cards each?) to give to people like my Visiting Teaching sisters. I don't have Ruth's knack for planning and organizing projects. Then, too, it is easy to add names to the list and could get out of hand. And I am a little slow. But it's "only August." We will see what I can do.
I am planning to go to work tomorrow, but I don't really feel very smart or energetic. I will give it a good faith effort. At the moment, though, I don't rule out coming home early again. At the moment, I cannot guarantee going in, actually, but it is the plan. I wish I could remember how much time you can be off sick without a doctor's note. Maybe I will ask tomorrow (when I tell my boss I am going home again, if it comes to that.) I am not sick enough to go to Kaiser, just sick enough to be fairly worthless. Or more worthless than usual. Here as well as there, durnabbit. Here I am with time at home, but unable to accomplish anything.
I am so thankful that I am not totally wretchedly sick, just tired, coughing, dull, hot, slightly but not terribly achy kind of sick.