I’m sick. I hate being sick. I always feel so inefficient when I’m sick. I hate taking time off work because I can’t stay focused on work. It’s not the aches and pains and fevers and coughing and… other bodily functions, it’s that I waste a day of work which puts me behind and means even more work.
However, being sick with two concerned wives is enough to make me want to be sick all the time. The pampering, the cooing, the caring is doubled. It’s a silver lining in an otherwise dreary fog of a day.
Posted by Paul 
