Two Unrelated Items

First off, I am home sick. This is the first sick day I've taken in the whole year I've worked here. My co-worker came to work last week with a horrible cough and I started taking all my preventatives immediately. Had a scratchy throut over the weekend but truly thought I was going to get away unscathed.

Wrong.

I am sure that the stress with the CEO and my coworkers did me in. Decided that there was no point in spending the day coughing in the office so spent it coughing in bed. I know I'm really sick when I'm too sick to even read...

Think I am going to take tomorrow off too. 75% of what I do is over the phone, and according to the people I talked on the phone with today, I sound like a corpse. A coughing one. Don't want to scare the clients...

The other thought I wanted to share is that I have just come to the realization that I am not mature enough to own a potted plant. Someone gave me a lovely purple cyclamen for Christmas. In 17 days it was dead. I can have pets, I can raise children without any worries. I was so anxious over the plant it wasn't funny. I looked up the instructions on the internet and worried over it daily, and still managed to overwater it and when I moved it to a spot to better get 'indirect sun' the cats destroyed it. I have killed every houseplant I have ever had, and also killed Sarah's shamrock plant when she left it in my care for 3 weeks when she was on tour years ago.

It was a really pretty cyclamen. I wish I'd taken a picture of it.