Holy Jesus. I swear I have not stopped sneezing or blowing my nose all. damn. day.
Oh, I was getting so haughty about my lack of a cold or any other ailment ALL WINTER. Then, we get a sick sales guy in the office last week and I have a wine-soaked, sleep-deprived weekend and I end up sick. Dammit all to hell.
I shouldn't have even been at the office today, probably. But Chicken Little was out, so I had to be there. Tomorrow will be a different story. I'm definitely working from home (I sneeze a bit less here), and maybe even TAKING A SICK DAY. I know. It sounds so fancy and decadent.
Probably I should go to bed now. Hopefully I'll sleep until my alarm goes off, unlike today, when I woke up a good hour or 90 minutes earlier. Seriously? C'mon!