I wish I was canoeing

I took a sick day today. Yesterday I was feeling crappy and this morning I didn't wake up feeling much better. It's really hard for me to admit to needing to stay home. Lisa has become the voice in my head that tells me to stay home. She strongly believes that people who come to work sick are just rude for sharing their germs with the rest of the office. So I let Lisa convince me to go back to bed and let some extra rest do its magic.

I hate hate hate being at home sick. It is so boring. I eventually turned on the TV and watched Who's the Boss?, The O.C., something I don't remember, and Oprah.

I checked out some blogs I sometimes read and was dismayed to see that seemingly everyone is depressed about being single and has decided to give up completely on the dating and love thing. Yikes. Then I checked my mail and pulled out my single ticket to see Kieth Urban. Yikes.

The other thing that sucks about staying home sick is that I miss the social interaction that comes with going into the office. People were supposed to be going out for drinks after tonight too.

So I was just sitting here, feeling all bummed and bored and stuffy headed thinking about how I've talked to no one today (which is actually a lie because my dad phoned to say they were going away for the weekend) and being pissed off that I was missing out on sitting on a patio somewhere seeing and being seen when lo and behold, a man in a blue shirt pounded on my front door.

"Are you the queen of the household?" He asked. Let me tell you, this is not a good opening line for any purpose. It turned out he was soliciting for Plan Canada, a not-for-profit organization that signs people up for sponsoring children, collects funds for disaster relief, etc. What does it matter if my name is on the mortgage papers, do you want my money or not? I made quick work of getting him off of my front door step.

After closing the door I grumbled, "Very funny, Universe. Yes, you certainly did deliver a smartly dressed man to my doorstep."

In the name of Karma and all that jazz, I went online and donated what I would have spent on the patio today to Plan Canada. Take that smarty pants Universe.