I'm not quite ready to describe the horror of my weekend. (It all ended well, so this is not intended to be a cliff hanger.) But I missed my chance to recover from my previous week of deadlines and drives. I'm home today and tomorrow, and I accidentally discovered that it feels great to act as if I'm taking a sick day. I'm not sick. I'm not gulping cough medicine, wheezing, or carrying around a box of tissues, but I'm robed and unambitious. There are no tasks on my schedule. Whenever I...
Published on March 30, 2010 09:33