Under the weather and under the duvet

Apparently April is the best time of the year for me to go down with upper airways inflammation and bronchitis. I hate my innate timing (as if it wasn't enough that I have difficulty with timing during the lessons... greetings to the kids). And the irony of fate didn't disappoint me this time, either as tests are mushrooming and I will either miss them just in order to have fun alone later on or I will leave my warmy bed and move the ass to the college in a smelly bus which will probably give me quite an impressive 'package of viruses'.

My army

Suffice it to say, I hate being ill and I hate staying in bed. I hate being lazy. It is not that I love working my guts out but it is against the nature to stay in bed during the day.. if only I had a laptop on my lap. (wow! I have just discovered the etymology of the word laptop.. it is a LAPtop, isn't it? A thing on top of your lap ;D) Then, I could do soooo much more! In the present situation, there is nothing left for me but read (I wonder how I can do with if I want my hands to be hidden under the duvet), write (this is even a bigger 'quest'), sleep (here I can really dive into bed)... How long can I put up with this vegetation? I guess the earlier I start, the earlier I finish... so it's time I heated the bed and if you are a handsome dark-hair man feel invited ;D