I am going through comment withdrawal. For a while there, I had a pretty solid rhythm going - publish a post, a few people read the blog, I check back obsessively and be THRILLED when I see comments on said post, then post again.
My last 4 or 5...nothin'. I am bummed. Where did you guys go? Please come back. I have cookies...
I am kind of a crappy commenter myself, though. I am more of a "lurker," and get so wrapped up in clicking from blog to blog, I completely forget to take the time to comment on anything. I need to get better at actually saying something thoughtful when I stop by someone's place and read a while. I promise to try and get better at that.
On top of the commentless posts, I woke up sick today. Feels like I got hit by a bus, sick. I came home early from work, which never happens (seriously - I have worked through severe strep throat before...you're welcome, office mates), but even my boss told me I looked like shit. I'll thank him for that next time I see him. With a round-house kick to the FACE.
So I came home and laid on the couch all afternoon, getting up once to participate in a scheduled conference call with a high-maintenance client. Something told me an e-mail to her at noon saying, "sorry, can we reschedule? I have the sniffles," wouldn't have gone over well. Actually, an e-mail at noon saying, "sorry, can we reschedule? I'm actually dead," wouldn't have swayed her either. So I made it to the call, spouted off a few intelligent things (and a few unintelligible things I'm sure, as I was a little high on cold medicine by then) and then crashed back into the sofa.
The whole afternoon, Bella paced anxiously by the open back door, barking ferociously at everything on the other side of the backyard fence. She also kept coming over and would put her cold nose on my hot forehead and lick my cheeks before laying down on the rug right in front of me. This isn't normal behavior for her, so I am going to assume she was being protective because she knew I felt bad and SK wasn't home.
I have migrated to the bedroom, and am now lying under covers, shivering and trying to find a comfortable position to lie in. Really, I hate being sick.
I'll be back in a few days, when this has blown over. Cough cough. See you soon, internets. Is anyone out there?