Miserable, miserable, miserable. I'm not dying yet, but I'm not enjoying it either. Today was my only full day of work this week and I ended up coming home and sleeping three hours instead of putting in a full day. The sleep actually helped a lot. I don't feel as ragged as I did before I came home. I'm on Dayquil now and will take a shot of Nyquil before bed. The pisser is that I took a vacation day for tomorrow to go shopping with Noni.
I hereby declare that is the one full day this cold is allowed to ruin my fun. Tomorrow it had better ship the hell out and leave me alone. Hrumph.