my hubby was sick with the flu for the past few days. luckily he actually has come to the realization that he is a bear when it comes to being sick. when he goes down, he goes down hard. so, instead of sitting in the living room with the rest of us, he hid in our room and all i had to do is keep him stocked with crackers and gatorade.
he's now feeling better, thankfully, but we had been talking about being sick. he kept saying, as i was making dinner and helping with homework and chasing fish around, how he would trade with me if i wanted. how he was totally willing to let me be sick so he could get back to his job.
it got me thinking about how lucky he his. while he was sick, he emailed his boss and said that he wasn't going to be able to go to work. i, on the other hand, don't have a boss. in point of fact, i am my own boss, and the boss of everyone else all at the same time. i can't just call in sick if i don't feel good. if i get sick, everything stops unless someone is there to pick up the slack.
not that i'm saying i want to get sick, but there are days i would like a day off. i don't get sick leave, i don't get vacations, i don't get time off, paid or otherwise.
on the plus side, i can't get fired, no matter how badly i mess up.
See, if Ben wouldve thrown the virus, NOBODY wouldve caught it. ;)
ReplyDeletehaha... on a side note, i'm glad they're out of the playoffs now, i can stop pretending to care about football for a year!
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