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Vacation Day Three: Calling In Sick

July 4, 2009

I’m not really sick. I’m just all out of sorts. However, the only way I could justify doing what I need to do (which is to just give up and stay in bed) is to ‘call in sick.’

Dear Sewing Machine: I’m not going to bring you out today, either. I will only end up hurting one of us.

Dear Fourth Of July Activities: It’s too cold and windy and bright out there for me. And I don’t like barbeque, anyway.

Dear Alameda Parade: You made my morning petsitting duties impossible because all the streets were blocked off. So I have to go back over to Alameda this evening. Which makes me grouchy.

Dear Fox Woman: You are a sad book. You are very beautiful, but you are bumming me out.

So, as my grandpa would have said, I know when I’ve been licked. It’s time to call it quits and just give up. Terri had this good suggestion: “Why don’t you just stay in bed and I’ll bring you things?”

See why I love her?

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