I had a three-day weekend because I am a teacher.
I was also sick for all three days, because I am a teacher. All the stuff I was going to sort/grade/record is exactly as I left it Friday night.
How are you, GT? I feel like poo. Tell me that I’m going to wake up cured.
ETA: My husband attributes this illness to that one time I left the house with wet hair. Weeks ago.