Some days you just want to fly off into the sunset. Other days you wouldn't have the energy to do it even if presented with a first class ticket and spending money. Today was a day where declaring a doona day would have been so, so easy. But I'm a good girl I am and failure to meet work and life commitments is not an option, not without the Catholic guilt thing that ensures the sickie makes you sick. The irony is that no-one would begrudge me a day in bed even if it was only to escape having to listen to my cough.
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