This is day five in the trenches.
Sick sick with the cold still. Thought I nicked it in the bud, but it resurfaced to take me down. I did however get to sleep in today. Until 1:30pm!!!
I can't remember the last time I did that! That just about says something about the way I live.

Everything is annoying when you have a cold. I looked all around my bedroom today, and to my despair realized that I still live like a student. I mean, papers, work, exams and stupid textbooks I cannot bear to part with (probably out of fear that someone will ask me something about it). Of course we now add to the mess: bills and stupid investment reports from my 401K plan, which I never read.

Am attempting to rectify problem now, by playing old people music (ie: Sinatra), burn candles (in sorry attempt to make room look like showroom in Pottery Barn), and stuffing old textbooks under bed. Left intelligent looking ones like the Bible and Foucault sitting strategically on shelf. Have been told that I should probably get rid of Derek Jeter autobiography, so if you want it, you can have it. I do have a bobblehead now, so that should be a good replacement.

My sheets and pillowcases do not match, but there's nothing I can do about that now. There's only so much a girl can do, especially when she's sick. That was a lot of work!