Mourning Luxury Sick Days
I wish I had known how luxurious sick days use to be. Not that being sick is ever fun, but I remember when it meant staying home from work, binge watching TV (and the choices for binge watching options are so much better now - it's a shame!) on the couch and sleeping soundly to the aftertaste of NyQuil.
My sick days this past week were nothing like that.
My thoughts on this started earlier in the week when an old pal posted this on her Facebook wall.
Wife, mom and full-time marketing pro. Diet coke addict. Auburn fan (and alumn). Christian - striving to comprehend grace.