I like one of the headlines on "The Drudge Report" web site - "Hope the Mayans were wrong." In any case, I'll just take one day at a time. Somewhere between Christmas Eve and this past Wednesday I picked up a full blown head cold with chest cough, etc. My ribs hurt from coughing, but there is only a low fever, so I'm just taking over the counter meds. I can't sleep at night because as soon as I lie down, I cough. So I have to sleep sitting up, which hasn't worked well.
Tomorrow I'm supposed to go back to work after 2 weeks off, so this cold has lousy timing. I can't smell anything, I'm continually gacking something up or down (phlegm-wise) and the only thing that tastes good is hot hot tea. I feel like I've been hit by a bus......(although never having REALLY been hit by a bus, thank God, so not ABSOLUTELY sure what that feels like).
All the Christmas things are just as they were on Christmas day and I won't be putting them away probably until next weekend. That's ok since I love to buck convention and enjoy the beauty of the colored lights long after their prescribed time is over.
Not too many thoughts are squeezing their way through my cold, so it's off to find a comfortable chair and maybe a chance to catch up on sleep for a little while.