Well, it's official. I have the first cold of the season. Maybe the flu. I feel rotten, left work early. Didn't even have the energy to blog. The good news is Mr. GM took care of me, went to the store and made me egg noodles with butter and salt. Don't ask; it's something I've always craved when I feel low. He's a good man really. I'm lucky to have him. This is actually a pretty good time to be sick. I don't have that much to do. The end of the semester slows down for me as faculty and students are busy writing papers and preparing for exams and grading. So it's good.
Hopefully, I'll be better in a day or so and can start the Christmas preparations--decorating, buying presents (for good causes), writing Christmas cards, baking, all the stuff I love about the holiday season. It gives me comfort to think about sitting by a warm fire with some hot cocoa, smelling cinnamon and pine, watching the lights sparkle, and feeling all warm and cozy inside. I can't wait. For now, I'm going to sit back, take some more sudafed, and get some sleep.