I stayed home from work today.  I think it’s the second time I’ve done that since I worked for the district.  I’ve gone in late because I felt icky, come home early a few times when I couldn’t hang tough any longer, but it’s incredibly rare for me to stay home the entire day.  I just can’t stand the thought of what my desk will look like.

Today, though, it was necessary.  I was icky and woozy and had a hard time standing up for any length of time.  Hope sounded like a talkative seal.  I sent her back to bed.  She went willingly.  That, my friends, is a SICK Hopey.

Between bouts of napping, I did her laundry and mine, and wrote 639 words on Joss.  She finished Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban and started The Goblet of Fire.  Bly said I should stay home every day, I make her work day fly by.

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