Stupid Freakin' Cold
Normally, I would love to lie around and barely get off the couch for three days. I'm just lazy like that. However, it's really not as much fun when you're temperature has barely dropped below 100 and you've coughed until your stomach muscles are sore (and I wasn't even sure I had stomach muscles). Anyway, screw this. I have to get back to work tomorrow, so I decided to get some things done around the house today. Maybe if I just pretend like I'm feeling better, I will actually feel better. I got dressed, ate a piece of toast, and started a load of laundry (which included folding the clean laundry from a week ago). Now, I'm coughing, exhausted, and nauseous. Stupid, freakin' cold.