It wasn’t a four day weekend, but it was darn close. Close enough to trigger “the curse” anyway – I caught a good one, a cold. Leah and Nathan both caught it too – so maybe I have an excuse. Current best victim to be blamed is Karen. Yesterday was sleeping and sneezing, and when I woke up today I knew that I better keep myself quarantined.
So its hot tea and vitamin C. I’m feeling far more lucid today though, which is a blessing. Yesterday it felt like I was mentally wading through molasses. Cold molasses. I hate that feeling. I’m hoping that chillin’ out today will have me back and rarin’ to go tomorrow.
Rhonabwy 