Too much of a good thing

My name is RyCra and I'm a workaholic.

Okay, so maybe not a complete workaholic, but I suffer from a disease which most people see as a good trait. However, this trait can be a bad trait when it starts to affect your life in an adverse way. Ladies and Gentlemen... I suffer from a good work ethic.

Now, I know what you are saying, "But thats a good thing, right?" Yes, I agree, it is a good thing. I pride myself on be a good worker, caring when others don't seem to, and always putting my best effort in whenever work is concerned. But today I am sick and I am still at work. I notified my scheduler and asked if my afternoon could be rescheduled and to my surprise, it was. But then I found myself apologizing for being sick. What is wrong with me? Its not like I'm ditching work to go lay on the beach (ooh, but that does sound good). I am legitimately sick. Body aches and everything! So why do I feel badly?

And it doesn't end with sick days. I feel bad asking for vacation time too. I know I shouldn't feel this way. After all, companies wouldn't give sick days and vacation time if they didn't expect you to use them. I deserve a vacation, I know this, but I fear asking for this time off like you wouldn't believe. This goes beyond a good work ethic, this is a sickness. And the problem is, its hereditary. I am definitely my father's daughter in this case.

How do I break this trend? Maybe I will spend my afternoon in bed contemplating this behavior. No, I will probably sleep. And can I mention how much it sucks that it is bright and sunny out today. Why couldn't I have been sick two days ago when it was gray and gloomy, as sick days are meant to be. Such is the irony* of my life.

Sickie signing out!

*Clearly using the Alanis definition of irony.