Good news/bad news. My awful sore throat is gone/now I have bronchitis.
I'm still home, and to tell the truth, I'm sure my co-workers don't want me in the office spreading my cooties.
So, here I sit in my corner of the world, which happens to be the corner of my living room, next to my ginormous Christmas tree. You can see my laptop on the footstool in front of my rocking chair.
My writing buddy (dog Belle) is keeping me company. She's learning to live with the Christmas music. Lucky dog, at least I can't sing along to further torment her.