Have you ever felt like a prisoner? Or someone with a nasty disease? That person who sits in a room and someone hurries and shoves their meals under the door and runs away? Currently my feeling. My Monday started out with a post about being positive. It ended with a doctors note saying I was out for a week. Yep you heard me right SEVEN days no pay. Most people would jump up and down with excitement to get out of work that long. I would be excited if I weren't planning a wedding and if it wasn't Influenza A. I spend my days in a super hot doctors mask, leggings, baggy t-shirt, carrying around my giant water bottle. Though it's super attractive i'm ready to be better. Brody's convinced i'm turning into a zombie. Maybe it's true. Gotta run i'm being chased by clorox wipes.
Love always,
K
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