The Kleenex box has been my constant companion over the last few days. I’ve been in the grips of a cold that I just can’t shake. I hate being sick. I’ve got no time for being sick. I keep trying to rest & sleep but I get too antsy and feel like I should be doing something. I think I would rather have the flu. At least with the flu you know where you stand. Or rather, you know you can’t stand and you should be in bed. A bad head cold just slows you down but fails to deliver a knock out punch.
They need to put warning labels on those wordless instructions for assembling IKEA furniture. “WARNING: Do not attempt to build our furniture if you are under the influence of strong cold medication. You will lose.”