Went to bed last night feeling fine. Woke up this morning with a full fledged cold. Sneezing incessantly and constantly runny nose – the works.
I refused to believe it would last and went to work anyway. By lunchtime the cold had gotten the better of me and I was back on the train home, pockets bulging with tissues.
The best part of my day was relaxing into recovery mode with my kitty, fuzzy slippers and Downton Abbey. What made your Monday?