I really want these boots. Really.
The last two Mondays I've been home sick. Weird. Today is worse than last week.
A part of me wonders if it's all because I don't want to go into work starting at 9am on Monday mornings and this is how my body rebels. Whatever. Next week, no matter what, I'm there. Once I'm working I almost always feel better. Plus, staying home is boring and I feel kinda guilty for not being out, making moola like Chas.
I don't think that boy has stayed home once from work since we've been married. Sometimes I try to convince him to take the day off with me and have a mid-week play day. Still no luck. I guess someone's gotta be the responsible one.