...a nasty nasty cold. At first I thought it was hangover, but when the feeling lasted a little longer then the usual 48 hours and my nose started dripping like a melting snowball (huh?), I knew that I was in for some fun.
And of course now everyone around me is sick.
We have been living off chicken noodle soup and nasal spray, but things haven't really improved, yet.
I figured I have until Monday morning, when hubby has to go back to work, to pull my shit together.
For now...I'm gonna enjoy a little longer my relationship with my bed/remote control/favorite book.