Monday, January 29, 2007
What was probably inevitable has now happened - I have a cold of some sort, heralded by the arrival of a sore throat this morning. Though my throat has been dry and scratchy for the past couple of days, I had chalked it up to all the flapping of gums I did at the conference I attended last week. As it turns out, attending a conference with 8,000 other people on the grounds of a Disney property, which, by definition, is filled with germ factories (aka children), is a pretty likely recipe for catching some sort of illness, like the flu or ebola. Of course, I'd planned to take vacation days this week, which pretty much sealed my fate.
So, I will spend the next few days convalescing in my new condo, where I will be cared for by a wonderful domestic partner and an overprotective mother hen. Then I'll go back to work on Thursday and spread whatever microbe I have captured in my upper respiratory tract to the unsuspecting public. It's all a part of my grand scheme for world domination, one frighteningly sore throat at a time.
babbled by Kat @ 9:39:00 AM |