…and waking up this morning:
1. One of the worst colds I’ve had in recent memory took up residence.
2. One of the cats threw up all over the pages I was editing after I fell asleep with them scattered on the coffee table, no doubt due to the onset of #1. Or maybe it was both cats in a coordinated attack, because it was a total mess.
3. Rain fell and encased everything in a sheet of ice, causing a two-hour delay this morning. I swear, between the girnormous mounds of snow piled up wherever we can find space to pile it and the skating rinks that used to be our driveways I could host a Winter Olympics right now. Seriously.
4. Apparently an evil, soul-less elf broke into my house and stole all of my Sudafed AND my NyQuil. Too bad he didn’t take the cats.