The end of the day can't come fast enough. I'm nearly voiceless and conducting phone interviews for job candidates at work. I didn't want to reschedule them because they're all antsy about the job, but a scratchy whisper doesn't come across the phone well.
Just ready to be done and home doing things that don't require a voice. Like writing. Or reading. Or watching whatever's up on the Netflix streaming queue.
You poor thing! I'm sure they're so happy to be hearing back in a timely manner that they can overlook your mild infirmity.
But, yeah, get thee home!