We all get that way now and then.
Allergies, bad back very unexotic, dull and common describe the situation.
The way I feel with an allergic cough and chest is exhausting. I'm at my best right now lying down.
Luckily, my office is my bedroom -s-. So, as always I'm typing something, reading everything, communicating everywhere.
What if I decided to take a sick day? I could, even have.
Yet, I think of Mike Vanderboegh and David Codrea.
They have taken days off. Sick days too.
But I'll tell you something. Mike V has been much more profoundly ill. It has not stopped him. Slowed him down yes. But, he presses on.
All I'm saying is don't make excuses. Do what you can and inspire others to do so for the Restoration of this Republic. Many hands make lighter work.
Funny. When I get sick, I often dream of my Mom's cooking. Earlier it was pork chops, mashed potatoes and gravy and green beans. All homemade-no mixes nor shortcuts.
Symbol? Food, comfort, basic, self-reliant. You eat, you live. And love and caring sustain the spirit as well.
Ok. So do what you can. All of us some of the time.
My shift is over for a bit. So who's next?