I made a pathetic decision today

I haven't been feeling well for the last few days.  For the last two mornings, I have weighed my crappy-feeling-ness against my severe lack of sick leave, and have hauled myself out of bed.  This afternoon, I started feeling even crappier, and thought about going home early.

The way I saw it, I could continue to be miserable at work, or I could be miserable at home.  Work has co-workers, work clothes, shoes and awful fluorescent lighting.  Home has a couch, mindless TV, jammies and slippers, but it also has a toddler.  A loud and energetic toddler.  Frankly, I don't have the strength to amuse Laura this afternoon.

I chose work.