After yesterday’s bout of sickness unto (what felt like) death, today was slow, quiet recovery. Adventures included getting dressed (sweatpants!), leaving the house (my sisters couch!), and eating food (chicken soup!).
My ribs are strained from all the heave-ho type work they did and it hurts to breathe or laugh or move too much, but I still feel like rejoicing because I don’t feel like I did 36 hours ago.
I am also feeling thankful that the bad weather that passed so close to my house missed us, and that even where it did hit, there were no injuries.
All in all, this was a Monday in which not much happened, and it was a good thing.