Trouble with having a sickie when you're sick is, well, you're sick! And I felt guilty because the one-true had to work and work hard doing his rock wall by himself while I read my book on the couch and drank coffee and baked a cake. He thought the cake tasted weird but he was tired and a bit grumpy. Not very grumpy and he doesn't try to make you suffer too. Not usually. I bought a set of stainless steel pots and pans for the first time in my life and the lids have this groove where water gets trapped. Ick! So I have to return them tomorrow which is embarrasing because I lay-byed them for ages. But they're stupid! I'm stupid.
I banged my head so hard on the pointy corner of my computer desk while I was retrieving an errant speaker that I thought I'd be sick and it ought to have bled like mad but it didn't, much. AND my nearest and truly dearest didn't even notice, even though I brushed my hair back just before he came into the room. And I ate too much toast.
2 comments:
Darling, sweetie,
Sit.
And stay sat.
It's that time of year for feeling unwell. Enjoy the down time whilst you can. And NEVER feel guilty about it.
I love your embroidery - I recently got as far as buying some needles and embroidery thread and that it. I feel inspired by your work and WILL have a go shortly.
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