The past is present within....

Bronchitis, Influenza A, and whooping cough. More efficient to just do them all at once and get it over with.

Being sick is a bit like a snow day (except you feel worse.) It is a free day, no expectations, no plan, spontaneous. But I am under doctor's orders to rest and try to get over this wealth of germs and not spread these viruses any further. (Having been sick with one thing after another for a month now, I have decided that perhaps she is right. I never said I was a fast learner.) Thus, here I sit on a cold, sunny day, all kinds of work calling my name, but ignoring everything that I should be doing, which is a frustrating, but perhaps positive, thing to do from time to time, and just do nothing.  

Except, as it turns out, I can't just do nothing. (I am, as always, surprised by this, although no one else seems to be, which is interesting.)  So I am using the time to go through a few things that I have long neglected, trying to get things more organized around here.