Pretty much all night I make weird hacking noises that have been scaring the dog and worrying my wife. She thinks I'm being possessed by the devil. I wake up in the morning and the two of them have taped pillows around my head. I'm referring to myself as Maude until this passes. It will pass.
All bad things do.
And at least it only started coming on like a hurricane gale after New Year's Eve. Had the Flagler ball to go to, you know, and didn't want to be spreading the plague on all those fine people. Oh, what to say about the ball. This year, thanks to a pinch of makeup, I was easily the prettiest one there, and I didn't even fall down any stairs. I did get something on my coat, but a good pressure washing took it off no problem.