Where are my Wheaties?

Over the past couple of days, the evil little carrier of illness (my son) has infected both hubs and I with sinus crud. It doesn't bother me too badly during the day, but at night . . . at night I cough and hack and sniff and remain grimly awake.

I was up most of the night last night, which shouldn't be a big deal, right? I mean, I'm a stay-at-home mom! EXCEPT I've still got tons of stuff to do to get ready to go back to work on the 5th AND all our Christmasing isn't finished yet. (We're celebrating with hubs' family tonight, I'm supposed to have lunch plans today - which I may cancel -, THEN New Year's stuff will start, the list goes on.)

I drug my tired behind up to LabCorp yesterday for my employer-mandated drug test. This company is the only place I ever worked for that requires a drug test. It's laughable to me, though, because I've never so much as seen most drugs, much less actually tried them. I understand the need for such precautions, but since I know it's a big waste of money, it does make me cringe a bit.

This morning, I poured myself a bowl of raisin bran, and there was ONE RAISIN in it. I didn't realize that "raisin" bran meant one raisin in a whole box full of bran. #$%&*@!!

Needless to say, the inability to breathe out of BOTH nostrils is making me a bit crotchety. Here's hoping a hot shower and a long nap will improve matters . . .