Much better
I ended up taking off early on Tuesday, sleeping for most of the day, sleeping for most of Wednesday and then going to services for Yom Kippur on Thursday. A nice short week at the office, eh?
Seriously though, I feel much better, except for this cold sore the size of Texas that decided it was a good idea to take over my head and eat a giant hole in my lip. Seriously. Even if I hadn't been feeling sick on Wednesday, I might have stayed home because it looked that nasty. When I went to the pharmacist to get something for it, she looked at me, shook her head sadly, and said (in a posh British accent), "oh you poor dear, don't you know you're supposed to put something on them before they burst like that?" Thanks, lady. Much obliged.
Oh, and some other news? Thanks to my sickness / fasting / whatever, I'm down a pound or two! We'll see if it sticks.
And here's some really really great news that means the weekend and weeks going forward are going to be hectic but awesome . . . D exchanged contracts on his flat!! This means the sale is locked in, it is going forward, and he'll be moving in with me in seventeen days. Woohoo! Here's to roommates! The good kind . . . the kind who (hopefully) do their share of the laundry . . . the kind who make you purr at night when they rub your back while they think you're sleeping . . . mmm . . . roommates . . .