I have managed to work every shift that was offered to me this month. That means I've been at work or preparing to go to work every day this month except Fridays. And today.
Because today, I woke up with the virus that has been making the rounds at work forcing the whole home to institute a period of isolation from outside visitors or trips out. I am the first staff member to get it. And I come into contact with nearly every resident. Way to go, immune system.
Thank goodness the shopping for Friday has been long completed. Wrapping completed today while lying around.
I am glad that I have played the Christmas music to death the last few weeks. C has insinuated on several occasions that his ears may begin to spontaneously bleed if I play Frosty the Snowman one more time.
England has received more than it's requisite snow for the year. Beyond this stupid just in time for Christmas! illness, I feel great. I have accomplished a lot on my sick day, some cleaning and baking interspersed with resting. Tomorrow will be full of the same, since I will not be 24 hours clear to go back to work.
Is this illness a Christmas blessing in disguise? I have completely worn myself out at work the last couple of weeks. And I just said yesterday that I was bone tired. Christmas blessing or coincidence? Whichever it is, I am thankful for this illness. (I never thought I would write that sentence!)
I am looking forward to my days of rest. And I will be glad to return to work on Sunday, healthy and relaxed.
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