The weather people, starting yesterday, said 80's! For the next 4 days! So what happens? I get sick. Perfect.
I am just now coming out of my NyQuil coma. My head is pounding, I have a fever, my body aches and I generally want to die. There is nothing to eat in this damn house, and I actually have an appetite. We have peanut butter and jelly, but no bread. Neat. Jim is at his mom's.
I'm sitting here wrapped up in a blanket looking out at the sunshine. This sucks.