I feel like I have been run over by a
I’ve spent this morning in an airborne and OJ induced coma. But as much as I wish to surrender to my Pjs all day, I can't. Work meeting is calling my name. I just hope that I can hold it together until 4 p.m. I can't wait to crawl back to bed.And why do I have to get sick on a weekend when it's supposed to be sunny and in the low 60s the whole time? Darn you, Murphy's Law.