Well, I have a terrible cold. Why am I not in bed right now? Work. Right.
Who gets a cold on the first day of summer?! It's 90 degrees outside and later this evening I'll be going to be in bed with a hot water bottle on my head.
I'm one of those people who tends to feel quite sorry for myself when I'm sick, so I'm laying low these days and sniffling into tissues until I feel better. Ugh. I'll be back soon (I hope) feeling a little bit more chipper. Until then, ta-ta.