Today, despite waking up full of awfulness, I dragged myself out of bed. Once under the hot hot shower, I felt slightly better. Well enough to get myself to work, anyway. So here I am, armed with orange juice, tea, honey, cough drops, sudafed, and instant oatmeal. And replying to every cheery "How are you?" with a hearty "Ehhhh . . . "
Oh well, I'll survive. And there are a couple of places nearby that serve pretty good soup, so I have a mission for lunchtime.