To be ill or not to be ill

I am so frustrated with this “illness”. I’m just sick enough to feel low on energy and to want to not socialize in fear of infecting someone else. I’m not sick enough to throw in the towel and crawl into bed with no guilt.

Today I’ve worked, done laundry, cleaned the house, made a goodwill run, completed my “Pay it forward” project, written a few blog entries, done some homeschooling with Chloe. I’m clearly not ill enough or low enough on energy to take to my bed and ignore my list of things to do.

This illness has to go one way or the other. Let me get sick enough to hide in my bed for a couple days (not that this is the ideal time at work for that) or let me just get better. Of course, I’d prefer the latter.