I woke up, still sick. I went to work, still sick.
Today I ran out of DayQuil, so what had been unpleasant yesterday became worse today. The afternoon was a cough, sneeze, and snot bonanza. Since I wasn't working on anything of earth-shattering importance (I'm unable to finish the month yet because I'm waiting for reports) I wondered why I stayed, but I did.
I begged off dinner with the folks tonight, and by the end of the day I was glad I had. I wasn't even hungry.
I made sure I stopped off for more DayQuil on the way home.
I just wanted to go to bed. I did throw the purple sweet potatoes in the oven before I collapsed on the sofa. I stayed up until they were through baking.
I ate a sandwich made out of left-over chili, because I had to eat something to take my pill.
I answered some emails and futzed around on the internet for a while, but I was wiped.
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