loopy

I almost made it to work today. Emailed the boss last night and told him to expect me to come in today. I got up, showered, dressed and made up my face. I then got an email from the boss telling me to stay home, to which I replied, no, I'm coming in. I sat there and pondered staying home and although I really wanted to get back to life, I realized how loopy I still feel. I've been off percocet a couple of days, but I suppose the anesthesia is still hanging around. Oh well, I'm sitting here enjoying my downtime with my tiny Trixie on my shoulders like a scarf.

I have a hard time not being productive, so I do hope to catch up on a couple of things around the house and I'm sure I'll fit in a movie.