An Empty Shell

Today has been a bit rubbish!
My early night last night didn't stave off my cold at all. I had a terrible night - awake from 3am with a terrible headache, still feeling shivery and feverish and generally crap.
Mr K took care of the Little Misses and I stayed in bed all day moaning and groaning and feeling sorry for myself.
And drinking Lemsip.
I got up at about 8pm for some medicinal chocolate hobnobs and peanut M&Ms, watched an episode of Downton, took a photo of a snail and then took myself back to bed.
Hopefully I'll be less pathetic tomorrow.