Now, I am a grown ass woman but to this day, I still feel immeasurable guilt about staying home from work.

My apologies for the lack of, or no entries over the past nine days.  I have been very tired and then caught some sort of bug.  Perhaps it has been due to work travel or Rachel being a walking petri-dish or those hundred flies that went with that raccoon a couple of weeks ago.  Never the less, I did stay home from work last Thursday because I felt awful.  I was congested and I couldn't seem to move out of my own way.  My body ached like someone took a bat to me in the middle of the night.

Now, I am a grown ass woman but to this day, I still feel immeasurable guilt about staying home from work. Prior to making the decision to stay home, I go back and forth with the pros and cons.  The kicker is always if I feel too sick to wash myself, I will let myself stay home...but, of course, not without the guilt.  The only time I didn't feel guilty (about staying home) was when I was pushing a kid through my loins, followed by breastfeeding them until kingdom come.

I want to set the record straight, even though no one is asking, about what I wasn't doing at home on Thursday.
1.  While it was a beautiful day, I wasn't enjoying the weather.  I have proof of that because not only am I still very pale but I don't have accidental sunburn mark on my body that shows that at 41, I still suck at putting sunscreen on myself.
2.  I wasn't home pouting at the Bruins loss of Wednesday night.  I didn't even watch the game.  I pretty much like all sports but hockey.  I can't get into it.  I can't follow the puck and I don't understand why it's okay to beat someone up in this sport but in another sport the beating would be a flagrant foul.  I have never missed work the day after an amazing win (UConn Men-3 basketball titles, couple of Red Sox World Series wins, some Pats Super Bowl Wins, etc.) or loss because work is actually a good place to celebrate or commiserate.
3.  I was not mourning the sudden death of James Gandolfini.  Funny how many people knew how utterly attractive I found this man.  I was very saddened by his death because of how young he was, the work that will never be known and the family he left behind.  He was an integral part of a series that I consider the second best drama ever.  But I would never stay home to feel sad...that would happen when Sharon Gless passes who was an integral part of a series that was the best drama ever.
4.  I was not home trying to past level 65 on Candy Crush.  As proof...I am still on that level and about $15 poorer.  I am sure if I had committed a day to that level I would be well past it and probably several more dollars in the hole.

I was just home, sleeping or watching bad afternoon television.  Nothing that anyone would watch to catch but also nothing that I could probably get a doctor's note for, in case anyone asked...because I did think of that.