Ever since yesterday afternoon, I have felt achy and wrung out. I had a scratchy throat last night while I was at Mountain T.O.P. board meeting. I feel as if I’m coming down with something, but I wish I would go ahead and come down with it.

This is a terrible, terrible week for me to be sick from a work standpoint. I got up this morning, went to the United Way kickoff (I’m on that board, too, and had to give the invocation), went back to the paper for a little bit then I went home and stretched out for a couple of hours. I went back to the paper, got a little bit more done and ate the catered lunch that the paper had arranged to thank us for our hard work during the horse show. (So far, my stomach hasn’t been upset.) I did a little more work and came home to lay down some more. I have to run out right now and pick up some groceries, then I have county commission meeting to cover tonight.

Tomorrow, my editor will be out most of the day, so I really need to be there regardless of how I’m feeling.

I have no idea how auditions went last night or whether I’ll be hearing from the director of the play this evening.

That’s all my whining for the moment.