Rats. Drat. [Various expletives deleted] And I was doing so well...

Wednesday/Thursday - Got Excursion finished, had a lovely Thanksgiving dinner at the Lahna's (and didn't even shoot my BG through the roof). I made this funky pumpkin custard thingy (Colleen provided pumpkin, recipe and molasses) and it was actually pretty good. Not as good as the cheesecake...
Friday - Got Recursion finished other than a little trouble with one of the rewards (which I resolved on Sunday). Had a lovely dinner with Vic and his charming wife Stacey, who was very patient as we discussed varions Living Force metagaming issues.
Saturday - Arose at what-o'clock-is-this, left for Dayton around 5 am with a thermos full of coffee and 4 hours sleep under my belt. Ran the Metatheran Caution trilogy for them, and things went, I thought, well. I don't do my best work when I run for 10-12 hours solid, but I think they had fun. Dara had a cold/flu, but despite my dark threats to do unspeakable things to her if she gave it to me, I don't think even my pathetic immune system bypassed the usual 72 hour incubation period.
Sunday - up from Ed's couch early (nice couch, nice house, stupid clock chiming every 15 minutes...) and off to Columbus to visit Erika & Jason and their new daughter Airealana. Slight sore throat and congestion, but hey, I figured I'd been talking all day the day before, and slept on a foreign couch.

Wrongo... by the time I got home around 4 pm, it was abundantly clear that Jae's Home for Wayward Germs has the welcome mat out. I should've gotten a flu shot. Ghaaa... The usual miserable congestion, sore throat, cough, etc. A week if I treat it, 7 days if I don't.

I do NOT have time to get sick right now. I started on Padawannabe's Sunday evening, and I need to have it done no later than Tuesday evening, since I need to get the rest of that trilogy in by next Monday am at the very, very latest. Sooner if I can, because I also have Night's Friend and Night's Homecoming to get done ASAP, and For Fun and Profit. At least I'm editing, which is a darned sight faster than writing.

But I'm siiiiiick, and I really just wanna sleep. *sigh*