I didn't go up to the city on Saturday; my mood crashed, and I ended up sneezing and dozing in bed for most of the day. I'd thought that it was due to cat exposure, but as the symptoms have gotten worse since then, it now seems like I've come down with a good old-fashioned cold. Bleh.
The flight to Chicago was nice and boring. Today, rather than go out, I stayed at home and sneezed and read and dozed; since the high temperature for today was 13F, I don't think I was missing too much.
So many people I didn't get to see while in the SFBA. Wah!