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I blitzed through two days work I'd brought home with me on Wednesday, effectively leaving tomorrow, a work at home day, free. I'd made plans to go up to London to see this exhibition, do a bit of window shopping and have a nice lunch.
But all day I've felt that horrible throat-chest tightness that's the harbinger of an infection. I've dosed up with ibuprofen and extra zinc (I already take a ton of zinc for something else). I just remembered I have some echinacea somewhere which I'll dig out in a minute.
Also, I hurt my back a couple of weeks ago when I slipped in the rain, so today I booked in for a massage with our visiting in-house masseuse. She really worked the knot in my shoulder blade, in fact, she gave my whole back a good going over and I felt great afterwards. But this evening when I was out with a friend my back hurt so badly that I couldn't sit or stand properly and I had to come home. It's hurting like hell now.
So I'm whining, which I know is a horribly unattractive trait in anyone, let alone a grown woman, because I had it all planned to have a nice skivey day up in town tomorrow and now it doesn't look as if it'll happen.
Waaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!