Today I’m sick. Hurrah! Its not that I get sick very often and since the kid stopped being ill so much it’s very rare to get a day at home.
But today I mentioned in work that I had a headache and felt rather rubbish, after which everybody took a step backwards and recommended that I go away rather quickly. Swedes are very scared of illness, you see. Responsibility and illness – the double scourges of Swedish life.
So I am currently camped on the sofa, from which I move occasionally with a groan and then settle back in to read and watch more TV.
I also took this opportunity to continue searching frantically for a new apartment. I was all ready to buy one, but then the stupid stinking Riksbank dropped the interest rates, and then the apartment prices went up, and now all the idiots are out there buying like there’s no tomorrow and pricing me out of the market once again. The dicks.
Anyway, I expect to be at home tomorrow too, when I shall sleep in and groan some more. And if anybody wants to play Lexulous on Facebook with a sick man, then by all means let me know.