I'm taking one. Understand, though, that I'm not SICK sick. It's just that I've had this low grade stomach bug thing since last Saturday--Saturday was the WORST, but since then, I've been more or less okay, kinda. But here it is, nearing the end of the work week, and today was a nine hour day with no break of more than a few minutes, really, and I'm just tired and still a little--queasy isn't the word, but maybe "unsettled" describes it.
AND last night, Spike--our goofy cat--decided to run across me and get into stuff on my desk in the middle of the night. Of course it woke me up, and I thought for a minute that maybe she was doing some Lassie thing--alerting me to someone breaking in, the house burning down--something! So I listened for a few minutes and I sniffed for smoke, but there was nothing. Just a playful cat, delighted that a human being had woken up in the middle of the night. The performance was repeated around 6 a.m., and when I tried to pull the covers over my head, she managed to get under them and give my nose a good licking before I pushed her away. So, yeah, not a real restful night.
So tonight I'm going to bed with my book, a chai latte and maybe some Tylenol PM. I'm also considering cat repellant. I'll be back tomorrow night to talk about something more interesting than my health and my cat. Good Lord, I think I might be turning into one of those cat ladies! ARGH!