Day 16, I Hate Being Sick

I'm a little late posting today. Yesterday I simply could not be useful in the office and returned home after a few hours. Much sleep and as much food as I could stomach and I think I am better today. The fever seems to be gone but my head still feels like a brick. Although the sleep was intermittent due to the inability to breath properly I did have a good dream.

It seems Dad decided to come out of retirement and return to the construction business. Thankfully, he had hired a very capable person to manage the daily operations thus relieving him of the stress. I arrived the day some "iron" was being delivered. Among the equipment was a mint condition Drott 40 like he used to own.


As the dealer stood recounting the machines history us he pulled out a pack of smokes, lit one up and offered one to Dad and me at which point we looked at each other and graciously declined the offer. Although just a dream it was good to get on that old excavator again. And how funny about the exchange between the three of us.