Woke up not feeling so great again. Sore throat, low fever, congestion, headache and very, very tired. After Clinton went to work, I fell asleep again until noon. It’s kind of lonely being sick. No one around except for the dog and cat. I tried reading, and actually started the first few chapters of three different books, but eventually put them back on the shelf because they all seemed sad.
In good news, this has been the most time I’ve spent so far in the new house. Get to watch the sun come in the livingroom windows during parts of the day I don’t usually get to see. West-facing deck gives me a view of the sunset.
