The cough has returned.
I called in sick on Thursday. Phillip went to work, but came back home within a couple of hours. I probably caught the cough from him, and now I’ve given it back.
We both went to work on Friday. I probably should have stayed home.
I was up half the night last night. I slept late today. Phillip slept most of the day.
I’m working on a piece about my four-day stay at Norwescon. I’m not thrilled with it. (Then again, I’m not thrilled with much of anything, feeling the way I do.) I may skip Writers’ Group tomorrow.
I want this cough to go away.