I've been feeling really funky all day, but had just put it down to the overcast skies or something. Well, after opening windows and doors throughout the house I checked the thermostat only to find out that it's down at 70 degrees. So, I dug out the thermometer and, sure enough, I'm at 100.8F. Great. Just great.
At least I didn't drive down to my grandmother's place in Idaho yesterday as I'd been thinking of doing. The only thing worse than being sick is being sick away from home.
At least I didn't drive down to my grandmother's place in Idaho yesterday as I'd been thinking of doing. The only thing worse than being sick is being sick away from home.