I’ve been battling with a case of the seasonal crud that’s going around at present. It’s no fun, but you know what they say . . . take medicine, and it lasts a week; don’t take medicine, and it lasts seven days. It’s that sort of crud.
Anyway, I knew I had it bad when I said to my wife this afternoon, in passing, “I love you.”
She replied, “I love you too, my little plague vector.”