crap. crap crap crap crap.

Well, it's official - it wasn't just my imagination. I really am sick. Despite not even kissing my DH for a week, I've managed to catch whatever it is he brought home from that conference he went to in DC.

Ugh. My timing so could not be worse. My throat is killing me, I feel feverish, my sinuses are all weird, and I am so tired and weak... but I've got to be ready to leave for the rink in about half an hour, and I've got to be there until about 2 in the morning or so. And then I've gotta do it all again tomorrow.

Ugh ugh ugh. This is going to be such a long weekend. :(