I’ve got the cold that has been making its rounds around the office. I avoided getting sick last year, so I guess it was due time. I took yesterday off and it felt good. I didn’t get much sleep the night before, so yesterday after I made my bed, I conked out on one of my new, fluffy pillows and passed out for about a half hour.
Later on, I felt like making some popcorn, even though my tastebuds were shot, and watched “Bram Stoker’s Dracula”. Then while that was on I got the urge to clean my bathroom. Once the movie and the cleaning frenzy ended, I made myself a cup of tea that’s called “Bedtime”, took a cold pill and went to bed. I don’t remember hitting the pillow.
Now I’m back at work with a Marge Simpsonish voice and an annoying sniffle. Feels pretty good to be back, though, even if I only took a day to recuperate.