I had too many things I promised to send out or do Wednesday, so I
could not leave for home until after five. But I made it through the day in relatively good order, and last night slept that "few hours asleep, few hours awake" sleep that comes in such situations.
I don't often get colds. The last one I had was in 2000, when a Summer swim on a curiously chilly morning, coupled with inadequate sleep, brought on one of those low-grade somethings or others which lasted for months. This particular cold seems more like a Spring fling, that sets in, and, given proper bed rest, will fade away.
Tonight I am supposed to volunteer at the pro bono legal clinic, but I am torn--on the one hand I don't want to be infectious or exhausted, but on the other hand, I don't want to miss a chance to pitch in.
I will sleep nearly all day Saturday and Sunday. That's usually my best remedy in times like this.