I woke up this morning still fighting a cold, and today I am just miserable. We are supposed to go diving today, but I doubt I make it. I will probably go along to watch, but I don't feel good. My head is stuffed up and I am coughing a lot, so the last thing I need is to drop to 30 feet and try to clear my sinuses.
Argh. So much for a cool Labor Day weekend dive in the Cove, right? I want to just crawl back into bed, pull the covers up over my head, and fall asleep for a week.
Oh well. I suppose a marathon of watching "Bridezillas" will have to be the next best thing. Whatever it takes to feel better about myself, andwhat could be better than watching hysterical, self-centered, bitchy brides yelling at their friends, family, and unfortunate hired help?