We had a bird again, a cockatiel, with the gray feathers typical of the only color I usually see in dreams. And I had a horrible bicycle with broken pedals (unsurprising given that I didn't have a car for most of the ten years I lived in Tempe).
I woke up yesterday with my throat tight and congested as hell and called work to say I was going to work from home. I did actually manage two one hour meetings and a twenty minute phone conference - and I read some test plans - but at one point I was exhausted and fell asleep for almost two hours. So obviously I was pretty sick. Today I'm just congested with my nose running. I'll be going into work.