Wednesday, September 07, 2011
Resting on your laurels is as dangerous as resting when you are walking in the snow. You doze off and die in your sleep.
The sixth-ugliest building in Sandy Bay. Marieville Esplanade, Sandy Bay. September 2011.
So I have the flu. Bravery / foolhardiness compelled me to go to work yesterday (that and a meeting that I really didn't want to have to reconvene), and it was indeed a struggle.
To give you an idea, try this on for size: work up a nice little temperature and then chair a meeting in the late-afternoon (with teleconference), within which you also have to do a fair whack of the talking, as you arranged the thing. After valiantly making my way through the meeting (relatively) unscathed, the voice completely gives up the ghost in the cab on the way back to the office.
Thus I find myself 'resting' at home today. Kogel mogel all around!
Have you ever tried to pull to rowdy children through the delicate art of mime?