Except this time it was worse. More congestion than the last time. Sore throat and achy muscles accompanied the cough. Yeah, I feel like crap.
By Thursday afternoon I was gaining some life back, but not enough to really do anything. You know, like edit or write. I managed to get some reading in, but of a book I had read before. I already knew what was going to happen, so I didn’t have to focus all that hard on the story. You know?
Hopefully, I’ll be better by next weekend. I’m going to the Lori Foster Reader Author Get Together and the last thing I need is to be sick. No fun for me. No fun for the attendees. And I certainly don’t want to pass this bug around.
So I’ll just stay inside and rest and hope for the best.
Have a good weekend.