On Sunday, I woke up still thrilled from the night before - more on that later. I went to see a movie, and then went shopping. From the moment that I got out of the movie, up until I went to sleep last night, I was thirsty.

On Sunday evening, after the movie, I took my first trip to the SuperTarget that opened last summer. While there, the display of orange juice was oddly appealing, and so I bought one. This was the first time I have purchased orange juice in over two years. I hate o.j.

Even later that night, I used the last bit of soap in my disposable container. Instead of refilling it like usual, I elected to fill up my sadlyprophetic Christmas present for the first time.

On Monday night, I climbed into bed and wrapped myself up in my blankets like I usually do. Within five minutes, I was roasting. When I hopped out to turn the thermostat down, I found that it was lower than it usually is.

And, yes. When I woke up Tuesday, I had a stuffy nose, a sore throat, and the realization that I should have put all these signs together a couple days ago. Crap.