Oh yes, today is the gloomiest day of the year. When I got to work at 8 a.m. I saw this and thought: “nonsense, today is great, my baby niece turns 7!”.
By 10 a.m. I was pretty sure that all the predictions were right. The cold that was threatening me for over 2 days finally hit me, so hard that I can’t stay away from a tissue for longer than 15 minutes and that’s the maximum amount of time I can look (without loosing focus) into my computer screen.
By this time I knew that most of the work I did yesterday was in vain. By 12 p.m. I was counting the minutes so I could leave and come home, which I eventually did around 2 p.m., announcing at the same time that I’m in no condition to go to work tomorrow – to which my advisor told me “oh yes, stay at home, please do”.
The rest of the day went by in the darkness of my room (bright light hurts my eyes), watching a Jane Austen movie I had here – Northanger Abbey (which I loved) and then discovering the amazingness of Galavant.
Tomorrow I’ll stay home, hopefully I’ll feel good enough to do some work, I still have one movie and 2 BBC miniseries by Jane Austen that I need to catch up on…