Post Con Sickies
Ugh! It never fails, I always manage to get sick after a con. Usually I’m laid up on the following Monday, but this time I tried being macho and went to work anyway, a bit in a daze. Well that just put off the inevitable, so I’m out today instead… Worst of all though is whether I’m well or sick, dead or alive, I’ve still got to schlep the kids to where they need to go. So beware any red minivans you may see on the road today, I might not see you in time!
