Being a freelance writer is sort of the exact opposite of being an elementary school teacher in a lot of ways, but particularly in regards to one crucial factor. A major advantage of the freelance lifestyle, by nature of working largely from home and just darting in and out of events that are usually free of runny-nosed kids, is that one can generally dodge the current disease vectors. I haven't been sick in years.
The downside to the freelance lifestyle is that when the unsuspecting freelancer is suddenly thrust into an enclosed office situation, as I have been for the past month, those viruses immediately recognize the newcomer as an unprotected target. When office worker zero starts passing around the latest and the greatest of the seasonal contagions, those pathogens waste no time going after the new guy. Me.
Granted, I did manage to stave off attack until about three-quarters of the office resembled a poorly-maintained microbiology lab (which I credit to good clean living and the fact that I have no social life), but eventually those keyboards that I was licking on a daily basis transmitted that nasty microbe to me.
This is not the ideal time to get sick (although if there is a time that fits that description I have yet to come across it), so I am very glad that today I don't work until late afternoon and that this weekend I only have a few hours of work per day. So I am stocking up on oranges, pain-killers, blankets and down-time. We shall overcome.