I'm getting a cold so I did nothing today. In fact, I think I did less than nothing. I didn't even get out of bed until 11, something I haven't done since high school. And then I napped from 3 to 6:30. This is a lost day, a day I will never get back. Thankfully I've seen no one, talked to no one but myself, faced no Black Friday crowds and haven't moved much at all, except to take Duncan out this morning and then again after he ate his dinner. He's been very patient but every now and then he looks up at me and sighs, like a disgusted parent. I'd much rather lay on the couch or in my new bed and cuddle than do anything else. He's just going to have to get used to it because today the world is lost to me and I don't feel well enough to even regret it.