I have spent a lovely week here at home, with bouts of violent sneezing being broken up by my burrowing my way out from under piles of tissues and coughing so hard that I actually felt my brain ping. And to make it all the better, today reached a beautiful temperature of 43 degrees (that's Celsius, for those of you not using that system) - we've been hovering around that all week so it's just icky all over.
Needless to say, this week (and last week's I-feel-a-cold-coming-on lead up) has been less than productive - as can be seen by my lack of reviews of late. I've managed to finish my book for book club next week (Middlesex) so at least I'm on schedule there. And as soon as my head stops spinning I'm planning on getting caught up again.
So anyways, just checking in, and now I'm off to continue sneezing.