Well, despite my (self-alleged) defiant bravery yesterday, I seem to have succumbed to some flu-like illness. This is a drag because I was recently preening myself about the fact that I've only been ill once since last August, when I started studying martial arts. Well, make that twice now. Still an improvement considering that I used to get sick at least monthly - score one for exercise!

This time it seems to be a quick go-round, likely caught from my boss, who visited my sound booth Sunday morning despite having admittedly been up all night vomiting with stomach flu. Thanks boss! :-) I'm only afflicted with a sore throat, mild fever and a little tummy upset from PND. Truth be told, I feel like I got off with a warning; don't associate with sick people, work less, sleep more. I can handle that.

Accomplished during sickness: weekly errands (Costco, Trader Joe's, Ralph's, Whole Foods, library, and Target), fridge-cleaning (even the yucky goo at the bottom of the meat drawer - something seemed to have burst), laundry, lizard cage-fixing, dinner-cooking (more to come tonight), visiting with hubby, much reading and much sleeping. Missed: going into work today, which I should have done, cleaning, doing anything fun with my hubby, healthy eating, and at least two days of martial arts. Damn!!

And now, I believe I will retreat to the world of fever dreams, chocolate and good books. Farewell!