Last week, there was one morning that I woke up feeling rotten. I don’t know if it was the beginning of the summer cold I appear to have now, or if it was just a bad case of combined sinus headache and allergy attack. Either way, I contacted my boss to say I wouldn’t be in, then went right back to bed. Sometime around lunch, I woke up and stumbled into the kitchen to see about food, before I had to go back to bed.
The omelet I made was just what the doctor ordered. Here’s what I did: