Not a good day

I stayed home from work today. Yesterday I was starting to come down with a cold and generally started feeling yucky. I think I got it from DS when he gave me a nice slobbery kiss on my nose a day or so ago. Last night I was feeling very work out and "like I was coming down with something". This morning I was contemplating staying home, when my stomach convinced me that was the right thing to do. It's really bad timing to miss a day of work because I have a big project that needs to be finished by Saturday, but I have to take care of myself. Besides I would have been worthless and just felt worse there than here. At least I got several more hours of sleep this way, and I am starting to feel better, although I still feel run-down because I haven't eaten a lot today.