My brother brought home some kind of stomach bug on sunday. He thought it was just something he ate, but I got it yesterday. Spent all day (after school, which I somehow got through) lying in bed. I drank some chicken broth thinking it would settle my stomach. Instead I wound up rather violently throwing it back up five minutes later. Barely made it to the bathroom. Not the way I like to spend fifteen minutes.
But I got my poetry stuff turned in, and my truck got me too and from school just fine. Stayed home from institute committee meeting so I wouldn't give it to anyone else.
I got a job! Training is today, as it starts tomorrow. Feeling better, so as long as I'm careful I shouldn't have problems or give it to someone else.
Rained and snowed today, but nothing stuck. Just got colder.