I'm a lucky girl this week with my hacking cough, smoker-like husky voice, and fatigue. So, that means that I'm getting down on some DayQuil, NyQuil, and Mucinex. On the reg. Just to keep my office mates from gagging and throwing things at me. And myself sane.
Moving on from the ucky stuff.
Here's when I know that I'm a little zoned out:
1. I concentrating on work. Well, not right now, but it's my lunch break.
2. I had to stop a second to consider if Microsoft Word's suggestion made sense to change or not. You decide.
I had to remember that I'm waiting for Scotty to get back to me before I can teleport to work.
And I'll leave you with this: