As tired as I was yesterday, rest proved to be elusive. I was so tired that I didn't actually feel like I could go to sleep. I went to bed an hour early, but I tossed and turned all night, at one point actually standing up on the bed to turn off the fan because I was cold. In retrospect, this strikes me as a good way to break an arm.
It doesn't help that I've come down with a cold. I'm particularly frustrated because I caught a cold after the Crescent City Classic two weeks ago as well. I am hoping I'll be better in a day or two, because I'm supposed to drive to Natchez to spend time at the lake with my high school girlfriends. The majority of them are pregnant, so I don't want to go if I am still sick. It would be particularly cruel to give a cold to several people who can't take cold medication!
On the plus side, I'm really glad I didn't call in sick this morning, because there was smoked Boudin in the break room at work.