Describe your day in one word: Ugh.
How else to describe being congested all day? It's that feeling of being not quite with it, of not really feeling like doing anything--but also not being able to go to sleep until really, really exhausted. Exhausted enough to sleep through the congestion and post-nasal drip. Yeah: ugh.
How else to describe a day that includes 5+ hours crammed into the car, driving? At least I had an audiobook ready to listen to the whole way... well, except for the couple hours where Lauren was sleeping, since I couldn't listen without her. I would be perfectly happy never to have reason to drive hours at a time again, but I'll be doing it sooner rather than later: 8 hours in the car on Thursday and probably another couple on Friday. So it goes.