I have been attacked by some unwelcome germ. I think the worst is over, but I did not feel awesome last night.
Briscoe could tell I didn’t feel well and felt the need to lay as close as possible, which although sweet, often involved her pushing my off the bed. I was hoping she wasn’t acting like one of those cats that sits by the person who is dying until they pass away. She’s a strange little animal sometimes. Sweet, but strange.
In other news, we got koozies at work! They are AWESOME! If you act right, I might let you have one.
This weekend is going to be tons of fun, cross your fingers that my health continues to improve.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 