On the fifth day of sick. I look terrible, feel terrible, the house is beyond belief dirty, haven't washed pans since Sunday. My back hurts too. But I still feel lazy sitting around all day. I tried to do something productive, any small improvement. So I whitened my teeth, took a bath, and read Letters To Wendy's all at the same time. That may have been too ambitious. I turned the jets on to massage my back, but they were aimed funny and sprayed the entire master bathroom, including my book. I didn't bother to wipe anything down.
Such is my state.
Sucking on Jolly Ranchers and lolling in bed. Leaving a bathroom to mold.
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