Day 52

I'm officially yucky sick.  But I really wanted to get into work today to finish up some things.  Before I left the house, I heard my doorbell ring.  I opened the door to see my step-grandfatehr standing there with a bag containing my grandmother's homemade chicken soup and a bottle of orange juice.

It felt nice to know that no matter how alone I sometimes feel (living on your own, especially while being sick can bring those feelings out) there are people who care about me just around the corner.

I ended up being sent home to recover from the germs...and prevent the spread.  Hopefully this nasty cold goes away right quick.