So I finally shook my cold. Oh, and for the record, I am sorry I scoffed at my husband for the Afrin addiction thing. It is not only totally real but also scary as heck. I was no longer sick and my nose was closed completely for two days which is scary as hell. So, you know, lesson learned. But I have weaned myself off it and can breathe again which is awesome.

But as I reentered society today as a well person, I felt like Well Hillary came back into the office only to find that the temp, Sick Hillary, that bitch, left everything a mess. I actually did a ton of work while sick so this evaluation is not entirely fair but I wasn’t as clear when I was sick so I didn’t realize the extent of how much work I really had to do. I sort of miss that medicine and cold induced delusion because now that my head is clear I am freaking out.

The more troubling thing is that I have seemingly lost the ability to work. I putter. I surf the internet. I do God-knows-what that isn’t work. All the while, the work merrily piles up and laughs at me. I worked like mad while I was sick because it took my mind off the fact that I felt horrible. Now that I am well the world is shiny and very very distracting.

One of my best friends called me a few hours ago and asked me to join her for brunch tomorrow and I had to say no because I am so behind and that made me very very sad because I love my friend and want to see her. I am not sure what the lesson here is other than if I cannot drop everything for brunch with my friend when she is randomly in town, I am not as good at life as previously thought.

Sigh. I guess that means I should work extra hard so I didn’t miss hanging out with my friend for nothing.

(That Sick Hillary was an f-n bitch, though. Ask anyone.)