Last night I had a tickle in my throat and a little cough and I reassured myself that it was nothing, after all, God could not be so cruel as to make me sick right before I'm supposed to go on vacation, right?
WRONG! Over the course of the day the nagging cough has progressed into a headache, muscle aches, runny nose, no appetite (a sure sign of impending doom), and general overwhelming malaise.
I still have to head up a meeting, go to a two-hour seminar class, and go to a three hour (at least) hair appointment for a cut, color and highlights for M.'s wedding. DAMNIT! I cannot be sick. I especially cannot have the flu. I went to the drugstore just now and purchased something with the words "flu" and "extra-strength" on the front of the box (at least I think that'd what it said, I still don't have my glasses so it could say "All-natural erectile enhancement" for all I know).
No takers yet on guest-blogging, archives for six days it is...pray that I don't die before I even get to M.'s though...whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhy meeeeeeeeeeee?