I could feel it coming on last night while we were gaming; C had a cold a good part of the weekend. this morning, I woke up with my alarm, mostly because I was already awake from not being able to breathe properly.
I thought about going to work for a bit (“I don’t feel that bad, do I?”), but C heard my coughing and whacked-out breathing and said “stay home.” So I made my calls, took some decongestant, and went back to sleep.
I’ve been up for a bit futzing about, but I think I’m going to veg out with a movie and maybe take a nap….