Imperfect Perfect Timing

I'm getting over a cold (finally) that sprung up right at the start of my Christmas break. The timing for that really sucked. I had a million and one Christmas parties that I was going to attend, I was supposed to go caroling, and on top of that, gifts to deliver. I ended up sitting in my pajamas with a fever, hacking cough, and a nose running like it was being chased by the law. So instead of white elephant gift exchanges, ugly Christmas sweater contests, Elf marathons, and caroling, I sat in my room and played a video game called Supreme Commander. What was an unwelcome break was still a break though, and it did what breaks typically do: it recuperated and refreshed. So I guess the upside to my lamely-timed sickness was that I had a chance to rest in a period where I was doing nothing but operating at 110%. Finals took their toll, and then I jumped headlong into the holidays without a breath of rest. And though I wish I could have done all that fun stuff, I'm a little glad I didn't. I had an unplanned chance to catch my breath and slow down for a bit. It was nice. And now that break is kicking it in to high gear, I'm at it once again, full steam!