Halting State

I’m coming to the conclusion that either December doesn’t like me, or I don’t like December. It could even be both.

As it is though, just in the last two weeks I’ve:

• Had one day off sick through puking and generally being unwell
• Had Herself be off for three days through puking and generally being unwell
• Picked up a lovely cold
• Turned into a streaming snot-production facility
  And finally
• Now ended up with a hacking cough, and a load of phlegmy shit in my lungs.

This is after not being properly ill for ages.

Of course, I’m still going in to work – my head’s still in “contractor” mode, and while I did go home post-puke, I’ve not done the same while having a cold. I just don’t see “a cold” as reason for being off sick – I tend to stick with the kitchen ethos (and the contractor ethos) of “If you can stand, you can work“.

Maybe this all means I’ll be OK for the Festering Season (this time next week and it’s all over!) but time will tell on that one. I normally end up crashing and burning over the Festering Season simply because it’s a few days off, and that gives me the chance to relax. I don’t know if it’ll be the same this year, considering what I’ve already been hit with.

Regardless though, I’ll be glad when I’ve stopped coughing lumpy bits out of my lungs on a regular basis.