Two days before leaving for Seattle, my husband sent me a link to a cheery little article about the whooping cough epidemic in this region. Like I had time to get a booster shot? I did not and want to believe that doing so would not have prevented what rolled in yesterday afternoon.
Today I'm being held hostage by a sore throat, sneezing, and post nasal tsunami. To make matters worse, I've completely lost interest in the fabulous gluten-free pastries I discovered at a nearby bakery.
But as bummer events go, this is rather nice. I'm staying at the Sorrento, a lovely old boutique hotel in the First Hill neighborhood. Comfy bed, abundant tissues, and WiFi. With regret I canceled two meet-ups scheduled for today so I can rest up for tomorrow's workshops . . . and wander (rather than crawl) back to that wonderful bakery.