You know what?

I really didn't feel like working on Friday. So much so that I stayed in bed until 8:30 trying to decide whether I would call to say I'd be late or just not go in at all. I decided to just be late because if I skipped work then I would have to work on the weekend.

And you know what else? On Monday I don't feel any differently. Still don't want to work. This sucks.

Cry.