Ramblings on libraries and life upon the wicked stage

I’m feeling rather guilty today, as I am not at work.  For the first time since 2006, I have taken a sick day, only the third since I started at the old Library of Doom back in September 2000.  Generally, I think “I’m not ill enough to miss work” and carry on regardless, which probably makes me a mucus trooper, one of those people who ensures that everyone else gets sick, which probably isn’t all that admirable really.  I did make an effort to get in today, despite feeling terribly achy all over.  It was the moment when I stepped into the shower and thought “ooh, I feel dizzy” that convinced me otherwise.  I still feel bad about missing a day of work, as I have a very strong work ethic, but hopefully a day off will mean that I can be more productive tomorrow.  I have a horrible feeling that I was on the rota for our equivalent to the issue desk quite a bit today – I can hopefully repay anyone who had to step in for me when I return.