I'm sick! Off work properly sick. I only work two days but they are long days so I avoid traffic. Anyway I've been off for three days as I'm recovering from pleurisy. I've managed to farm kids out to nursery/grandparents and am trying my best to recuperate. It's so painful to breathe! Monday the postie knocked with parcel for neighbour who wasn't in. I accepted, coughed and hacked for a full five mins before he handed it over and ran away! Yesterday I'm asleep and doorbell goes, I tried to ignore as I'm not particularly looking my best or arsed with visitors anyway four ding dongs later I relented and it was another parcel for same neighbour. Again I coughed hacked and again postie threw parcel and ran. Today the doorbell has gone again, however I'm sat with raging temp every window in house open and the postie is yoo-hooing through my window. I'm lying on couch feeling like death and he's trying to pass parcel for same ducking neighbour through the window! I've just shouted fuck off I'm sick and buried under the duvet. He's left it on my window ledge. It's raining. I can't move. I can't face the neighbour coming to collect it later. I just want to be left to wallow. Is it too much to ask? It's taken me twenty mins to write this, my brain hurts. My skin hurts, every breath hurts I've needed the loo for last hour but I'm in too much pain and all i can think is that fucking parcel is getting wet!