I've got the plague. The sneezing, the drainage, the drippiness, the weak, ineffectual cough, the tired muscles. And I really, really don't want to go to work today.
But I'm supposed to get my annual review today, and I can hardly resist a whole hour of my boss telling me how wonderful I am. I love feeling validated, what can I say?
Actually, I don't know that the review will be wonderful, but I think it will. I jokingly asked him if my review was at least decent, and his reply was that it was better than decent. I think I can live with that. Especially when there's a raise involved. Raises are good. Especially in today's world.
OK, off to lie around and rest before dragging my ass off to work. Hopefully I'll make it through the day.