Yeah, except that I was beastly tired yesterday, so after a couple of hours of being up, I decided to go back to bed. I wouldn't sleep, but that was okay. I took a final swallow of coffee and spent the next eight hours trying not to toss my cookies. No idea what happened, but the tummy was not happy at all. If I could have kneeled in from of the toilet, I would have, but my knees are so bad, that wasn't going to happen.
I slept for a bit and then rallied myself to head downstairs to cook breakfast... ugh... TBG finally surfaced close to nine and I went straight back to bed, getting up just before it was time to go to the theatre. I felt a little better and the Diet coke I had seemed to settled my tum a bit.
The success of the wine wall, however, blew me away. We sold nearly $500 in wine, most of it after the show. We nearly emptied out the wine rack. It was insane. Even more insane was that I discovered amongst the crumpled fives, tens, and twenties a crisp $100 bill. Whether it was given to us in error or not, I don't know. I'm half expecting a call today, though.
Got home, had a little soup (TBG made it and a nice apple cobbler) and went back to bed. This morning I'm feeling a bit better, but still not 100%. Better this morning than next when we leave for vacation, but still. At least I'm the only one in the office today...
Have a good Monday, guys, it's the best revenge on Tuesday.