Not much has been going on around here recently. Jeremy left for California for a week and I did a whole lot of nothing. Then he came back and I immediately came down with the Cold That Won't Go Away so I've been doing a whole lot of nothing. I used to never get sick, then I started working with kids. Ugh. I thought I was so great when I managed to miss the first round of illness in mid-September. Then I got the flu toward the end of October and now this cold. To be fair, I don't think I got the flu from my kids since Jeremy came down with it first. I'm totally blaming them for this cold though, seeing how almost ALL of my clients have been sick in the past two weeks.
Yesterday I was feeling a lot better so I went to work. Turns out talking to kids for 7.5 hours will do a number on your already somewhat sore throat. I could barely talk by the time I got home. I didn't feel well today and was contemplating taking a sick day when I found out I couldn't see my only client anyways today because of some paperwork that needs finalized. A nice relaxing day has been pretty nice.
The other night I was watching Highlander with Jeremy. I wasn't really watching, but in the room. He's been watching the entire series on Netflix lately. At some point I decided to go to bed. I took some Nyquil and settled down with Eclipse, which I will admit I borrowed from my supervisor. She got the whole "not-wanting-to-get-it-from-the-library-cuz-I'm-too embarrassed" thing and gladly loaned me hers when I was up in Bangor last week. Anyways, the combination of Highlander, Eclipse, and Nyquil led to a very strange dream about vampires and immortal-headslaying children duking it out.
I no longer mix my sci-fi before bed.