I'm happy that:
I only work 3 days a week with a day off in between, Caca thinks I'm a spoiled brat with my new work schedule.
My co worker gives me afternoon snacks, today it was chocolate covered peanuts and a grilled chicken wing.
Yesterday I did absolutely nothing except catch up on periodicals and finish my 900 page book "The Historian." (I carefully placed cleaning solvents around the house and the vacuum cleaner out, to trick Tim into thinking I had been working hard all day).
I don't have the Swine Flu.