I took the day off on Friday to move houses. I didn't. The real estate agent acted in typical scum-of-the-earth fashion and f*cked me over. I now move this week on Saturday. Needless to say, I am annoyed.
Then I got a cold. It was nasty. I still have it, but I'm able to get out of bed today, and therefore get into work. I'm not sure if this is a good thing or not yet.