Sick day = productivity

I think I did quite well for myself today.
My day started in the wee morning hours when I was woken up to the sound of Eric getting ready for work (4am-ish). I raised my head to kiss him goodbye, planning on drifting back to a drooly, drowsy sleep, when I felt the distinct sensation of two golf balls engorging the sides of my neck, and my throat having that familiar I just swallowed a razor blade feel. I decided to drag myself to the bathroom to assess the situation. White tongue, swollen neck and face area, and a general look of death. I decided right then and there that I was NOT going to spend my next days off with a cold again, like I had done about two weeks ago. Since I was out of Airborne;) , I instead went for the old standby, the one that always helps, but I hate doing. Yep, the dreaded salt water solution... up the nose, in the throat, gasping for air as I was half asleep and my salt to water ratio was a little off. I was able to go back to sleep, luckily, after that.
I awoke to a better me. Not a completely well me, but my golf balls were down to about walnuts, heck, maybe even hazelnuts, and my tongue had some actual color to it. I wasn't quite sure how I'd do all day though, and as it was a slow day for me at work, I called in a sickie. I was figuring the usual couch bound would be the gist of the days events. But, again, I said NO, I am getting some stuff done. So I guzzled a discount dollar store energy drink (didn't know they have discounts at the dollar store did ya? jealous?), and started writing my list. In the end I was able to: feed animals, conference with tax guy, clean kitchen, watch TV (I mean, who are we kidding here?), go to Blockbuster, go for a small grocery run, and make an old western with Mr. Strahl, starring Jasmine and Rosco, oh, and blog. What did you do today???