A Mouse's Tale

Random scurryings of a writer.


I hate feeling sick. What I hate even more is calling out sick. In all reality I probably could go (yes, I know that’s the guilt talking) but I think I’d fall asleep half way there while driving the car. That’s the problem about living so far from where you work. If you’re in the middle of being healthy enough to go in and sick enough to call out, you have to play it safe moreso for the safety of others. I was supposed to take it easy this weekend not only because of Samhain, but from being dog sick. Did I? No. Life got in the way. That’s one of the ironies of being a teacher: you have weekends off, but in order to get better from a cold you have to call out of work. Bah.


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