a Friday

Spent yesterday sick at home, and this morning I felt like a petulant pre-schooler in that I didn’t want to go to work and I didn’t want to wear grown up clothes. Sky did some cooercing and I decided on wearing what I wore yesterday since it felt cozy already. So I’m at work wearing a schlubby old cardigan, a faded black jumper/dress, yellow tights (only because the striped socks I wore all yesterday were too dirty) and my green wellies. I look a bit like an escaped mental patient, but I did make it to work. I guess I should have brushed my hair, though…