When I woke up this morning, I slowly came to three realizations. Slowly, because it was the morning and I hadn't yet had my cup of coffee.
The first was that the soreness from Saturday, presumably by sleeping funny, was very much still there. I have a crick in my neck.
The second was that swallowing hurt like hell, my nose was stuffed and my right ear hurt a bit. I have a cold.
The last was that I had an overwhelming desire to do nothing but read a Sophie Kinsella novel and watch episodes of Desperate Housewives. I have my period.
And now I'm going to have a cup of tea. Hopefully it will cure something.