Gargle blargle

I hate how I've been feeling about my work lately. I've got a real love/hate thing going on just now.

I've been off sick, yesterday and today, some kind of cold-thing I think. My head feels the standard cotton-wool way, and I've got aches and pains and dizzyness. Unless I sit down for a half na hour or so, at which point I start to feel okay. Then I forget, stand up to quick, and nearly walk into a doorway.

Still, because I'm pretty much the only person in Scotland qualified and able to do my job at the moment, people are still calling me, chasing for updates on cases I have open, etc. And I'm feeling guilty about being ill. In the past, I wouldn't have cared, and just relaxed on or in bed with a book or two until all was well. But not any longer it seems.

I'd tell myself that I was just feeling conscientious, but I'd be lying to myself.

I need to just suck it up and get on with things - I've got just under six months left, and I'll be able to hand in my notice and start with Uni.