Achoo

I have things to do. Really. I need to go pick up my contacts that have been sitting at my eye doctor for over a week. I need to take the Voice Processor we're trying to sell on craigslist down to the shipping store to see how much it would cost to ship it to St. Louis. I need to fold laundry and put it away. I need to reply to a bunch of emails. I need to pay some bills. I need to feed my child. But I can't. My body protesteth. My son's ear infection turned out to be that plus a cold, which cold he kindly passed on to me. Lucky. I just want to crawl into bed, pull the covers over my head and forget I have responsibilities.