I was supposed to have Friday off from work, but that didn’t happen. Instead, it was yet another day of mad running around, trying to get everything done that needed to be done. By 3 PM, I was really dragging and feeling exceedingly grumpy. The boss saw me and said, “Go home!”
I didn’t need to be asked twice!
By bedtime, I was sniffling, coughing, and generally feeling like crap.
When I woke up on Saturday, I didn’t feel any better. In fact, I felt worse. So I sent my apologies for not attending a party and sacked out on the couch for the day.
I didn’t take any pictures on Saturday until around 11 PM. Then I took a desperation shot of my latest knitting project.
Today, I was feeling a little better. For the first time in two days, I actually felt like knitting! So I finished my latest project.
Figures… I’m better just in time to go back to work.
Which proves what my father always said. Life isn’t always fair!