I can't tell whether I'm actually sick, or whether this is just allergies, but I think I've overdone it. I got up yesterday morning, took Firstborn over to his Nana's house, and then realized that if I actually tried to continue on to work, there was a pretty good chance that my head would fall right off. Probably roll into a ditch somewhere.
I didn't want that, so I turned around and went back home. I managed to call in to work before I collapsed again. So yesterday was pretty much a wash. I mean, I got a few things done around the house, and I bought groceries, but that was about it. And then I made a point of going to bed reasonably early last night.
So this morning I'm feeling a lot better. I'm still sore, but I'm nowhere near as stiff as I was. Plus, I have my energy back - though based on previous experience, I don't know how long it will last. So, I'm going to catch up on everything I missed while I was out yesterday, and if I have any oomph left after that, I'll see about finishing up some new material for the blog, here.
I hope everybody else's week got off to a better start.
 D/FW (and Dallas in particular) is some sort unholy nexus to which all North American allergens are required to make regular pilgrimages. And that's completely ignoring the various sources of pollution which frequently give our air the sort of chemical composition that really ought to be banned by Geneva convention.