Yep. It's a Cold.

Just finished the coffee and threw the third Viva paper towel sheet in the trash. Lord, I luv me some Viva! Paper towels non-pareil, they are...what with doing triple duty as cleaning cloths, napkins, and Kleenex, too. Their primary duty today is Kleenex. I'm also glad I have a new roll lurking in the kitchen cabinet; I'm gonna need it before this cold is done and gone.

And, speaking of which, I'm trying to work up the energy to make myself presentable and cruise on down to Wal-Mart to get some cold remedies. Before turning in early this morning I took a couple of Tylenols for this sore throat and was amazed to find all the bottles of pain relievers in my medicine cabinet were well beyond their expiration dates. I'm not quite sure what that means, beyond the fact that my medicine cabinet hasn't been cleaned out in quite a while. The Tylenol seemed to work, despite the fact it's expired. One pill bottle went directly into the trash; the prescription date was 11/30/19-freaking-94. Why would I hold on to pills for over 11 years, anyway? Clue: they were good drugs. Real good.

So. Off to the showers. Wally-World is calling.