I have a summer cold. Or something. Husband was sick for about four days before he was feeling well enough to go back to work. We're both on our own schedules this summer, so I insisted he chill until he felt better rather than not chilling and making himself worse, which is what I usually do. So the day he felt better, I woke up with a sore throat.
So I'm trying to chill too. I was just reading, and had to stop because my back is killing me, and I couldn't lie down anymore. I really hate the achy part of colds. That and the burning eyeballs. Hate the burning eyeballs.
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