Certainly Not Here
Monday. Into the office this morning, a tiring day, but the chest cold is lighter and the head is clearer and I suspect I have dodged a bullet. A three day cold rather than a thirteen day cold (or a ten day cold or however you may measure a cold anymore). I'll be happy to get this behind me so I can slip back into my nice low level depression.
Did you really say that?
Yeah, I guess I did. Am I depressed? Oh, probably. No dark thoughts, though. If not depressed, then perhaps just tired, but not too tired to carp. (Carp! Carp!)
Tuesday. Up, to work, to lunch, back. Hup! Which means the cold is that much better and I, upbeat I, am sitting here wondering if I shouldn't finish my taxes which are due, doodle-dee-do, on Friday. Thank god it's not Friday. When have you ever heard that before? Certainly not here.