Woke up New years Eve morning with a full head, an itch way up in my left nostril (out of reach, Pete) and weepy eyes.
Rode down to the cities, letting my bride drive most of the way.
Spent the afternoon shopping. Had to walk around with a kleenex, wiping my watering eyes all afternoon. I looked like a tragic ficgure from some Felini movie.
I hate colds.