My tissue box. Hot tea is also on my good side this week. My grandmothers parting gift from her visit was a nasty cold. I've been in bed for too long. Tea, tissues, and wishing someone would come change my Gilmore Girls disks for me. I swear I stare at the blue screen when a disk is done for an hour before I gain the energy to get up and put the next one on.
I will see you all once this plague releases me from it's grip.