This week has been miserable. Monday, we were without power. I spent most of the morning cleaning up the limbs in the front yard, and returned to the cold house. Well, apparently, that little bit of winter work has saddled me with an awful cold.

I have felt horrible all week, culminating in staying home today. I slept from 10.30 last night to 5.00 this morning, tried to get going, and by 6am, I threw in the towel, took some more NyQuil, and slept until 1.30 this afternoon. I moved from the bed to the recliner in the great room, and slept off and on until about 6.30pm. How’s that for an exciting day.

NyQuil really makes for some quite interesting dreams, BTW. That’s a trip I could’ve done without.