I had a goal of not getting sick at all this winter, and I met that goal.  I didn’t get sick until Friday morning; Friday being the first day of spring, I think that qualifies as a spring cold.

But now I am feeling miserable.  I’m writing this post on Monday night, while blowing my nose and having a distinct feeling that there’s a stomach bug moving in to join the head cold and brutal sore throat.  I had to cancel my tutoring for tonight, something I really hate doing, but it’s not fair to try to tutor a student while I’m operating at 30% of normal.

Now the challenge will be running a storytime (all that singing can be brutal with a cold) and a book group (luckily for a very mature group of sixth graders) on Tuesday.  Ouch.  No rest for the sneezy.  (And, yes, I keep my distance from the storytime kids when I have a cold like this.  Arms length or better.)