Being unwell and feeling horrible has some benefits, you can be at home on a Monday evening - sniffing, coughing, stiff AND writing a post and watching the Final :)
Last week I was watching Sex and the City season 2, in one of the episodes Carrie sets up a date for Miranda and this is how the conversation goes:
Guy: I have not been out of Manhattan for 10 years now.
Miranda: Really? And you are proud of that? You never feel like going out?
Guy: No. What is there to see outside Manhattan? Anything you may ever need is right here. (and he goes on to wax lyrical ... I forgot what all he says)
Miranda: I need to go feed my cat (which is a code to slip out of a sad party/bad date)
I bet she would agree to feeding even the neighbor's cat to get out of something like that! :D