Slow Start

I'm starting the year out slow and easy. On the couch, in my jammies, with my favorite blanket. A stiff neck and body aches descended upon me yesterday afternoon, but I didn't realize I might be sick until I couldn't get warm under my covers last night. The backache and severe fatigue I felt when leaving work suddenly made sense and I was relieved I had made my way home instead of heading out to a faraway New Year's Eve party.

Tomorrow morning, sick or not, I will get up and make my way to work, because if I don't I will lose my holiday pay for today and I can't afford that. Either way I'll be alright. My boss knows I'm not feeling good, so there's a good chance I won't have to stay at work for long. (I sent her a text this afternoon.) She didn't make the rules, she only gets to enforce them. I honestly feel kind of bad for her.

Being whole and well before Number 10's Friday night birthday party is the goal. I haven't seen these grandchildren since early November and I miss them.