I’ve been taken down. Again.
Friday night was movie night – we showed Ratatouille – and I spent the whole movie alternating between riding the volume on the remote control and ducking out of the main hall to indulge my coughing fits. My dinner that night? Cough drops and water (and a late bowl of soup upon arriving home). I’m not going to even discuss Ratatouille, because I hated it, but I think I mostly hated it because I felt like crap and just wanted to be home in front of the wood stove with a cup of tea and a cat in my lap.
Lisa told me that I “have a weak constitution.” Harumph!* Seems to me I was barely sick at all last winter. The real problem is that I work with kids – lots and lots of kids, of all ages – all day, every day, and my poor beleaguered system can’t get a chance to recover and become healthy. Fifteen toddlers and their moms in a small story room on Mondays: that’s a lot of germs. A similar number of infants and their moms on Tuesdays. Six or so preschoolers and their parents listening to my stories on Thursdays: even more germs. All the elementary school and middle school kids who sneak usage of my phone while I’m away from my desk: I don’t even want to think about those germs and their direct access to my immune system (and so much for training the kids to only use the phone in my office – the minute I’m away from my desk, they use my primary phone. grrrrrrr).Â
And then there are the books. I had to go buy a new paperback copy of Magyk by Angie Sage to read for the upcoming book group meeting; the library copy that I brought home is BEYOND disgusting. A hardcover petri dish. Blech.
Thank goodness for this three-day weekend. Lots of OJ and rest are on my schedule for the weekend, and nothing else.
* and Lisa, if this doesn’t prompt you to leave a comment, I don’t know what will! 🙂