Yesterday, I stayed "home" because I thought I was coming down with the flu, which was confirmed when I threw up midday. It seems to be the 24-hour kind, because I was feeling much better later that evening (although I'm starting to feel bad again this morning). Poor husband must have caught the flu from me because he was up early this morning getting rid of his pot roast from the night before. There wasn't much time left until my alarm would have rung, so I just got up and showered and dressed and took off for work. However, because today is turning out to be one of The Best Days in My Life, fifteen minutes into the drive Husband called to tell me that the parking pass he'd used the day before was still sitting on the dresser. So I turned around, drove back, and picked it up. Turns out, I also forgot my wedding rings, which causes freak-outs every ten minutes when I re-realize they're not on my fingers, and apparently the maintenance people are putting up new blinds in our office building because mine have been removed from my window and blinding light is streaming into the room. I prefer a dark, cave-like workspace. And it's only 8:00 a.m.
Oh, yes, it's turning out to be an awesome day.