Last night, for a longer time than I care to admit, I became best friends with a trash can. Vomiting is fun for no one. I knew immediately I did not want to function today like I should. Thus I took one of my sick days for once instead of trying to keep going. It has taken me until about eleven o’clock this morning to feel like I don’t have to be near side garbage can. Feeling betterish has evolved to feeling better. The only benefit of not being at work today is that I get to watch The Price is Right and hopefully catch up on a thing or two, as long as the garbage can and I do not become friends again. Fingers crossed there!

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