Boy, am I ever sick. But look at this great new design from Saundra! She said that she started to do an autumn design, but it suddenly got all desert-y on her.

Anyway, yes, sick. I actually woke up sick yesterday, but The Raccoon took the day off for trick-or-treating with her daughter, so I had to go in no matter what. I staggered in, coughing and bleary-eyed, about halfway through the day deciding that the one thing that I really wanted to do was take today off, so I did.

A planned sick day is a great idea, because you can get things done and warn people and change the outgoing message on your voicemail and things. Then go home and collapse.

Actually, on my way home I stopped at McDonald's for dinner, ate, then left and realized that I only had my satchel, but I wasn't carrying my purse, so I ran back inside, and it wasn't at my table! But then I realized that when I paid for my dinner, I pulled the money out of my pocket, and my purse must still be at the office.

So I went back, startling the guard, and it was at my desk. This wouldn't sound like a big thing, except for the fact that this was like the third time this has happened recently. Last weekend at the movies I took my purse and left my satchel, and closing night of my show Tracing and I were nearly at the bar before having to turn around and go all the way back to the theatre, watching for Kirsten so that I could get her keys, because again, I had left my satchel, only that time I got confused because I had my costume bag and my purse, so that was two bags there.

It's not as though I haven't been carrying two bags for quite a while now, but now every time I put them down I can only manage to pick one of them up again. I think I need someone to follow me around and make certain that I have everything all the time, as I wander around like a baby duck.

I wonder how much an hour they'd charge?

Last night, I got off the van and was walking up the street and this girl was just ahead of me, carrying a big thing like a bread box or a cat carrier and some smaller things, checking the trash out by the curb.

She turned and said hello and I replied in kind.

"You can find the best things looking through what people throw out."
"I've gotten some good stuff myself that way!"
"Look, I got this sewing machine cover..."
"O, I thought that was a cat carrier!"
"No, it's an antique sewing machine cover, and I have an antique sewing machine with no cover, and there were spools and things in there too, it's really great!"
"Well, that's great!"
"You can find so much if you really look. And, you know what they say, one person's trash is another person's treasure!"

And all I could think was when do I get to be someone's treasure? When's someone going to look hard enough? Clearly, being sick makes me a little maudlin.

Hey look everybody, Amaya is back!

Today's horoscope:
Visit a favorite hang-out and you recapture fond memories. New pleasures await as well.

One year ago today:
I have no words.

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