Why, you ask, am I blogging about this?
Well, Friday night I went out to a small (about as big as our living room), quaint neighborhood bar to help a friend celebrate their birthday. To say it was smoke filled would be an understatement of epic proportions. It was so bad that when I got home I took my clothes to the basement and T requested that I shower.
Woke up Saturday morning with a cough. A cough that is lingering and now I'm feeling less than 100% - no, it's not the flu, or even a cold really, just a cough.