tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21628602.post-17522242812759767422007-11-28T08:20:00.001-07:002007-11-28T08:51:24.894-07:00Just call me a big fat liar.<br />Today I am pretending to be sick.<br />I set the stage yesterday as I left work,<br />when I pretended to have a sore throat,<br />knowing full well that when I woke up in the morning,<br />my sore throat would have evolved into a pounding head ache,<br />sore aching muscles, and a low grade fever.<br />Faking the fever wasn't hard,<br />cause my family won't come within 10 meters of me when I'm sick.<br />Which is the whole reason for my charade.<br />And now I am alone. In a quiet house.<br />My office manager has been informed I am sick.<br />She will put out fires today.<br />My husband will do my in town errands,<br />and do all the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">chauffeuring</span> of sports boy.<br />And I will lay propped up, in the<strong> middle</strong> of the bed,<br />with the remote, coffee, my current book and my laptop<br />all within arms reach.<br />From my cozy lair, I can see the snow covered yard, and know,<br />that while the whole rest of the world struggles through "hump day",<br />I will recharge.Hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03182373929424387249noreply@blogger.com