I have been battling this stupid common cold for two weeks. Actually, since today is Sunday, it's been about sixteen days. Sixteen days of coughing, sneezing, runny nose, sleepless nights, voicelessness,and feeling like you have a bag of cotton balls stuffed in your brain - all excellent symptoms to have when your job involves you using your voice at a high volume for seven hours a day, with the very creations that got you sick in the first place (toddlers are such dirty little walking balls of germs! I wish I could spray them down with Lysol at the beginning of every class).
And with the sheer amount of tissues I've been going through, I really feel like I should have one of these toilet paper dispensers attached to my head. Sexy? Not at all. Never having to scramble for a tissue when you're about to sneeze all over your lap top? Priceless.