I have been sick all weekend. It's just a cold, but it's that kind of annoying cold that keeps you up all night. I've gone through more boxes of tissue than I care to count (I should have bought stock in Puffs!)
I was feeling too cruddy to go out to eat on Friday night, though on Saturday I sucked it up and went to breakfast since it was my daughter's birthday. I also went on a short shopping expidition with her - she bought SHOES! I can see she inherited that trait from me.
But yesterday I even skipped church. I didn't take to my bed though - I have had enough trouble sleeping at night. I've loaded up on the Mucinex D and the generic Zyrtech, plus I've got Halls Mentho-Liptis. And coffee, hot tea, and even cocoa. I have work to do after all - the book is now due in less than a month.
It's really hard to write when you can't stop sneezing, your eyes are watering, and your head feels ten sizes too big! Not to mention the sore, runny nose. Blech. I hate colds. But I still have to write.
So off to finish checking email so I can get to work. And hoping my Rudolph-like nose finally clears up!