I went back to work today and lasted all of two hours before returning home to rest and recuperate.  I couldn’t talk very long without hacking and coughing.  Fearing that I would expose others to the nasties I’m fighting, I decided to cut my losses and went for a haircut and short massage (the legit kind) before heading home.  The massage felt really good.  I deserved it after being cooped up in airplanes for over 20 hours and falling ill.  I went home and crashed for about four hours and have since done pretty much nothing but check and respond to e-mail.  I feel pathetic.  I don’t know why I always feel like I need to be doing something.  I guess it’s in my nature to be busy.  I told my wife that I was happy to head to Paraguay, because it appears to be one of the most laid-back places on earth.  Somehow I know I’ll figure out a way to be too busy, even in Paraguay.  Will I get busy and volunteer for too much?  Oh, probably.  I know I shouldn’t feel guilty about doing nothing, but I do.  Is nothing really nothing?  Not really.  Nothing means doing what isn’t really a priority in your life.  I enjoy writing e-mail, but e-mail usually falls somewhere between saving the world and playing video games.  I was home with my son for awhile today, but I didn’t really feel like spending time with him because I don’t want to get him sick.  He also seemed extra whiny and needy today.  Perhaps it’s because he just started pre-school and is adjusting to his new schedule.  My wife says that he’s no worse than normal, so perhaps it’s the illness heightening my sensitivity.  I usually have these severe colds once a year.  I’ll put up with this one and look forward to when I can be productive again.  Probably next week.  I should enjoy the time off, I suppose, but I’m not.  I’d rather be healthy and working, not moping around.
 

Books by MG EdwardsMG Edwards is a writer of books and stories in the thriller and science fiction-fantasy genres. He also writes travel adventures and children’s books. A former U.S. diplomat, he served in South Korea, Paraguay, and Zambia before leaving the Foreign Service to write full time.

Edwards is author of six books. His memoir, Kilimanjaro: One Man’s Quest to Go Over the Hill, was finalist for the Book of the Year Award and the Global eBook Award. He has published four children’s picture books in the World Adventurers for Kids Series: Alexander the Salamander; Ellie the Elephant; Zoe the Zebra; and a collection featuring all three stories. His book Real Dreams: Thirty Years of Short Stories is an anthology of 15 short stories.

Edwards lives in Taipei, Taiwan with his wife Jing and son Alex. He has also lived in Austria, Singapore and Thailand. For more books or stories by M.G. Edwards, visit his web site at www.mgedwards.com or contact him by e-mail at me@mgedwards.com or on Twitter @m_g_edwards.

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