It’s shaping into one of those weeks. Back at work yesterday I either was coming down with the flu or I had food poisoning. It wasn’t pretty.
I stayed home sick today, but instead of the rest I was supposed to be getting, I spent two hours helping the boy look for a set of keys this afternoon. We have not found them. He swears he left them on the counter, but I am worried that he left them in the front door when he came back from getting something out of the truck.
Now I am too paranoid to go back to napping.
It’s only Tuesday. Fuck.