Crummy, crummy sleep yesterday. Toss, turn, cough, stopped-up nose. Look at the clock every ten minutes.
And I'm still maintaining a temp between 99 and 101, depending on when I've last taken tylenol.
I hate my body, and it reciprocates. Or maybe it's visa-versa. Or even the other way around, who knows?
I have heard some stories about reciprocating bodies...
Anyway, after I decided to get up last night, which was way too early, Karen made some excellent stew, or maybe it was soup, and I was off to work. Another pud night, but busier than the night before. Enough to stay awake, anyway. I did get really busy from 05:00 on, had to stay another half-hour to finish up, but nothing interesting.
Enough to make me tired... O'wait, I started off tired. Hell, I was born tired, I think. Have to ask Mom about that one...
More tomorrow.