I hate being sick. Today we move, and I was going to be at work all day and get to avoid dealing with the movers and the effed up things the construction workers have done to the walkway from the apartment door to the elevator. But I called in sick, which always makes me feel like a jerk, even if I am on antibiotics and a walking hazmat situation. I can’t breath through my nose, my eyes are huge, red, watery blobs (but I can rub them now. yay.). I sneeze at least every 20 minutes, and I’m surprised I haven’t sneezed my eyeballs out of my head. I can’t smell or hear anything because my sinuses are so stuffed, which lends a certain air of detachment to everything, including gettign the keys to the house.
The movers have arrived.