I wasn’t feeling well last night and so I took a sick day today. I slept in late (until 10 AM, which is very late for me these days) and I felt a little better when I woke up. I have mixed feelings about sick days. On the one hand, I think it’s important that you don’t get your coworkers sick by bringing whatever you have into work. I also understand that getting some rest is often the best medicine one can take.
On the otherhand, I get bored out of my mind in twelve seconds if I am sitting around doing nothing (unless I am sitting on a beach in some tropical climate, or on Vermont lake in the summer). So naturally, I couldn’t just sit around at home and do nothing. Today, I ran errands. I needed new boxers and went to Old Navy and got five of them. I needed to get some softballs for the softball team. I went to Modell’s and got 16 of them. I needed to get some cat litter for Zeke and went to Petco and got 2 boxes.
Then I came home and made myself a turkey, bologna, salami and cheese sandwich. Since then, I’ve been reading work-related email. I often have this feeling that the really interesting stuff at work happens when I am not there. I don’t have that feeling as much as I used to, but every now and then I get curious. And I am well on my way to finishing up Third Time Around by George Burns. I’ll probably finish it up tonight and Eric will be glad to know that tomorrow I will finally get started on 3 Nights In August, something like 6 months after he first recommended it.
And so that’s what a typical sick day is like for me. I suppose it would be more exciting if I were doing something like going to Magic Mountain, or sneaking off to a Yankee game, but then I’d just be making a lot more people potentially sick.
The funny thing is: I feel much better. I’ll know how I feel for sure once I see how the Yankees fair against Texas tonight.