Ugh. That little sickness Saturday morning blossomed into a full-blown illness come noon. Rather than share the ugly details, suffice it to say that thanks to complete bedrest over the entire weekend (thus delaying the May issue of Papyrus even further), I’m pretty much back to normal. Work continues pretty well, though this schedule is starting to wear thin. With the market being the way it is, I just don’t need to put up with this sort of thing. It’s not so bad ATM, but should any more stresses come down the pike, I think I’ll walk into my boss’ office and say my farewells.