more than intermittent

I woke up late that morning. I was in the midst of yet another cold. My head was stuffy and my lungs ached. I stumbled out of bed and raced to the shower. From that point forward there was a flurry of activity. Including multiple wardrobe changes. I raced to work and practically sprinted (stopping only to have a coughing fit) from my parking spot to the office. And when I walked through the door I realized that I was dressed exactly like my director. He was wearing the same shade of green on top and the same shade of brown on the bottom. So what did we do? We laughed. Deep doubling over tear inducing laughs. The day wasn't going to be so bad after all...