Two weeks ago was "Team Week".
You see, most of my department is in Ottawa, but we have three colleagues in various places around the world. They all came to Ottawa for team week, and we spent the week in meetings sharing information and getting to know each other.
Unfortunately, one of my team mates had a cold. Because it was team week, she continued to come to work anyway.
Last Sunday, I woke up with a sore throat. As the day went on, I didn't get better, but I didn't get worse.
Monday morning was the same, so I packed my gym clothes and went to work.
I came home at noon, worked from home all afternoon, then fell asleep at 5.
I would have taken Tuesday off, but we had three people out of the office and three sick, so that wasn't really an option.
Again, I worked during the day and then fell asleep ridiculously early. Wednesday was the same.
Thursday was a bit better, and by Friday I was really feeling better.
I've never had a cold hit me so hard, so fast. I'm very glad it didn't last terribly long.
Since I'm now feeling better (and I did nothing constructive last week), it was a busy weekend. I got together with a friend yesterday. I finished my niece's birthday present. I did laundry (including things I don't wash every week, like the shower curtain). I started making a pinata for Sparks.
I even patched up the hole that has been in the bathroom wall since Thanksgiving.
There's only one thing I didn't do - register for boxing.
Looks like I'll be boxing on Saturdays again next session.
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