This morning, I woke up as usual. Well, not quite as usual, since it took an alarm clock to wake me up, but I did get up and start my day. I went through the usual motions of feeding the cats, showering, getting dressed. But through it all, something felt off.
Even when I got to work, something just didn’t feel right. But I stayed, created the report that was my turn to create and just continued going through the motions. By noon, I knew something really wasn’t right. I was exhausted and I did not want to be at work. Ok, I never really want to be at work, but this was different.
I decided that since I have sick leave, I should use it and go home. I got home and took a nap that lasted an hour and a half. When I woke up, I felt worse. I now have a sore throat, I cannot breathe, and I just want to go back to sleep again.
It’s funny how I knew something was wrong even though I had no symptoms. I really should have stayed home and let myself ride it out, but I am glad that I went home early. Now, hopefully I’ll be back up and running by tomorrow, but if I am not, I’m not going to worry. I have the leave; no one will die if I don’t show up, and as my management has taught me over the years…
Screw the customers.