After not seeing Ian for a few days it was highly unlikely that he would be quarantined in another room due to his cold and as expected, I am now hit hard by this beastly bug. I managed a few hours in the office yesterday, coming home early for our annual Halloween stroll through the neighbourhood. The weather was clear and crisp and the old houses in the area made for just the right amount of spookiness. We got in by 7pm and I passed out until this morning. My throat feels like it's been scratched up by razor blades. Ugh.
I'll be getting a little more sleep and then tackle some pages I brought home this evening.