So I have been laid up in bed for the whole week.  It started with a migraine, went to a sinus headache, then went to the flu.  Today is the first day all week I have even wanted to be out of bed.  My first impulse is to clean my house, but I know  that will sap any and all energy I have.  Besides, I have to go to work and clean someone elses house.  My one client has been increadably understanding about me taking the week off of her so I can rest, and not risk her kids getting sick.  Thank you Boss Lady. 

I hate being sick, I hate losing a weeks worth of wages, but I also like not passing this crud on to a family that I love working for.

I am slowly getting back into the swing of things.  I am grateful that Paul does not expect me to get everything done right away.  I am grateful I will have a job to go back to on Monday.  Most employers would have canned me for missing more then 3 days.

I will come back later, energy permitting and try to start getting things caught up.

I hope things will get back on track quickly.  I can't afford to keep missing work.