I woke up this morning wishing that I felt ill, so that I could call in sick. But up I got and to work I came, and now I’ve been here for two hours and it feels so much longer. There’s nothing in particular wrong with today- in fact the things I have to do are perfectly normal and not particularly annoying, and there’s a chili cookoff at midday among some of the office denizens, which means that lunch is provided for the rest of us. Pretty nice.
I really could just spend the whole day in bed. But I bet that if I was offered the opportunity to do something interesting, not in any way work-related, and- most importantly- elsewhere, I’d be alert and enthusiastic immediately.
Grump grump grump.
