I looked at my painted fingernails this morning and remembered I painted them Thursday morning in anticipation of all the plans I had this weekend. Thursday I started feeling allergic and had a terrible headache, so I didn’t go to the premiere of The Grace Card at Indie Memphis Film Festival Thursday night. Friday afternoon I developed chills even though it was 75 degrees inside my house. I didn’t go to the free showing of Mystery Train at the Shell. Instead, I went to bed at 7:30 – and didn’t get out of bed until after 10am this morning. I wasn’t sleeping the entire time though, only about 8 hours of it. I was feeling ok when I woke up, sleepy but ok. Then I started with that feeling, the one you get right before you get sick. So I took an amoxicillin left over from this summer, with hopes of getting rid of it before it gets too bad. I am supposed to be at the River Arts Festival right now, but I’m waiting it out to see how I feel. Maybe I’ll just rest until the screening of The Poor and Hungry with Craig Brewer tonight. I know I could power through and go to these events if I really wanted, but it’s just not worth it to me if I’m not feeling well.