I think that probably every time I get a sickness I blog about it. But don't you like to hear about when I am ill? The thing is I am home in the stupid winter and its stupidly cold outside and as much as all I want to do is stay in bed in a semi-horizontal position (lay flat and be sure, I'll never breathe again), I am terribly bored and daytime television is just really not so much my cup of tea.
And so I blog.
The worst part about being home sick is that I'm surrounded by all the things I would like to/need to/should've done already and yet it hurts to move. My sewing room is in terrible disarray (again), I have papers to file, things to mail, clothes to get rid of, dishes to put away, laundry to fold, blah blah blah.
But I think I'm going back to bed for awhile.
1 comment:
I'm sorry you were home sick. You could have called me. I could have shared some sympathy. Be better, K?
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