Recovering From the Zombie Plague

Okay, so. I think I'm now at the tail-end of what can only be described as a full-on Zombie Plague.

What started out as a weird fever/minor hallucination thing turned into a full-blown and awful head cold before settling nicely in my chest for a couple of days.

Now, though, I think I may be through the worst of it. I’ll only need to fight off the minor exhaustion of working straight through this weekend and I should be back to normal in a day or two.

It’s only Tuesday, and I already have a full plate of stuff due this week, so I feel like I can never get ahead of anything. I’m always doing my best to not fall too far behind. And with all the time I put into my real job, any hope of doing anything extracurricular has gone by the wayside for the time being.

Not the best thing for someone who is supposed to be self-publishing a book.

Anyway, I’ve also noticed that my pile(s) of recently purchased-but-not-yet-read comics have become out of control. I’m about a month behind on a lot of my regular reading, but curiously enough, I’m up-to-date on my podcast listening.

I know, I know. I’m a weird guy.

With a three day weekend looming, though, you'd think I'd be in a better mood, but three day weekends mean only one thing: One less day to get all my work done next week.

Yep, that's the kind of head-space I'm in right now. But at least I no longer have the Zombie Plague of Doom.

Things are lookin' up...