I always seem to get sick around the holidays. Starting yesterday afternoon, my throat started getting sore, by the time I was home I had the chills, bodyaches and general lassitude (annoying, given that there is lots of cleaning and cooking to do). It's now 5:11AM, and I'm up with a dry cough, slurping back a couple of liters of water, taking some ibuprofen, and hoping that I begin to feel good enough so that I don't keep waking my poor wife up. I'm now working on paring back my holiday plans to levels that won't kill me. 🙂
Two rooms to clean, I'll let Roomba vacuum (that doesn't suck), I need to mix up the turkey brine, and get the sweet potatoes cooked and peeled. Then, I will sleep. A lot.