Not a Happy Camper

Went to bed last night around 3:30 (not at all unusual for me). Woke up at 6:30 with my nose so stuffed up I couldn't breathe. Yes, that's right, three fricken' hours of sleep. Gaaah!

It feels like allergies, but I have the sneaking suspicion that I'm coming down with a cold on top of it.

Am seriously tempted to call in sick. Spending the day in my pajamas, curled up with a mug of hot tea, sounds like a really nice idea.