Cold and sick, sick and cold

I am freezing. I have been freezing all day. From my feet to the tips of my fingers, I am freezing.

And now, to top it off, I found a hair in my gourmet chicken strips. A hair that is neither my color nor length. I hair that is not mine. I want to puke, but I don't have that luxury right now, as we have a meeting to go to across town. Where I will continue to be both cold and sick.

I don't think I will be eating chicken strips any time soon. In fact, I would go so far as to say that I may have a difficult time eating much of anything for awhile.

I am sure that will last until I get home tonight.