I have a feeling that I will soon be in the doghouse with just about everyone that I know here in Connecticut. You see, I haven’t hung out with anyone (except one person). They’re probably thinking that I don’t want to talk to them or spend time with them or that I’m a jerk or a combination of those things. These conclusions would make sense, drawing from the apparent circumstances and my personal history.
But the truth of the matter is that I’m sick. I’ve been sick since Saturday night after Christmas shopping. It was at its worst Monday and Tuesday. Today I’m finally feeling a little better, but my energy is still zapped. Maybe tomorrow I’ll feel more like myself.
To clarify, yes I’ve been home for more than a week and wasn’t sick for all of that time. But most of the schools (that is, universities) up north got out last Friday, not the Friday before when I got out. So I’ve had to wait for them to get back into the area. I’m hoping that my friends will show me a little grace. I think most will, but I know some will not. But those people are the ones that are looking for reasons to be mad at me, so if it wasn’t this it would have been something else.
So call this my public apology. I’m sorry for not calling you and talking to you over the last few days with my sore throat. I’m sorry I didn’t make plans while I was contagious and feeling miserable. In in the future I will try to make it more widely known that I feel like crap so you won’t think I’m snubbing you.
I know that sounds sarcastic and insincere. I really am sorry. It wasn’t my intent to hurt someone’s feelings. Hopefully I’ll be able to make it up to you.
