I am sick. Really sick. Like my head is too big to lift off of the pillow and sit on my shoulders all alone sick. No fun. This is the 3rd day I've had on these pajamas. That is it's own version of sick. I know.
I'm working a little today, resting a little and watching I Love Lucy. That's good stuff. I would still watch TV if there were shows like that on network television now. Lucy was one funny lady.
I'm thinking I need to get up and wash these sheets and do my best to kill the germs that are living in my space, but a nap sounds better. I hate sick, but naps are oh so good.