What happened yesterday?

Before I go any further, the damned canopy fell again - only this this time with absolutely no help whatsoever. Just POOF, it was down. So now it's folded up on a table in the bedroom, waiting for me to find the super glue that will make quite sure it stays, and properly, until I can get someone over here who has a drill powerful enough to go through whatever the devil the hard thing in the ceiling is I can't get the screw-in hook into.

Now back to yesterday - what happened? I was balled up in bed most of the day with a sinus headache, and didn't realize how out of it I was until I woke up very late this morning feeling as though I'd dreamed the past twenty four hours. I know I talked to my mom, and I have a bad feeling it was important. I know Didgeridoo Boy had a job interview that went very well. I watched three installments of Ken Burns: The Civil War. I think. I woke up to the sound of rain this morning, had trouble recognizing it as such, and then couldn't sort out what day it is for a good bit.

Now, if my ears would only pop and stop ringing, I would get on with what's promising to be a very busy Friday. Have a little wake-the-hell-up music while I sort out my to-do's and call my mom to find out just what I talked to her about.