Sick-o

Ugh, sick as a dog today, and the wife's in California for a couple days so it's just me and the holy terrors.

Ok, they're being very good, but it's doubly hard when you're not feeling good.

I used to like being sick. You could lay around and watch tv and do whatever. Now it feels like work. I feel like I have to clean the house, and now I'm doing laundry to prove that my sick day wasn't enjoyable at all. Sometimes I wish I had no conscience (I'm sure my wife thinks I don't, but it could be much, much worse).