Took my first sick day at my current workplace, and I definitely needed it. I woke up at 2:50 this afternoon, but my throat no longer felt like it had a huge fiery lump in it. I'm not completely back to wonderful, blessed health, but I'm working on it. I'm working my way through boxes and boxes of tea and spoonfuls of honey.
It was a very quiet day. I'm about to do a sprint through some lingering work and then perhaps I'll prepare clothes and food for tomorrow and get cozied up in bed and read or catch up on podcasts or something.
I feel like it's going to be a bit before I feel like I'm back in the swing of things 'round here. (Of course, by then, I'll be taking another little break and then I'll have to hunker down for the last long stretch. After that? No plans yet. I'm trying to be cool with that. I'm breezy.* Whatever.)
So, I'm mending, resting, allowing myself to rest (which is a new thing for me). I'm making lines and lines of tentative plans for the future and attempting not to cling to tightly to any of them.
I'm also being weirdly amused by Pic's newest phrase. She's playing one of the few video games we own and she keeps telling Cardo and me that one of the parts is "Real hard. This is real hard."
* I like to watch Friends when I need something mindless and familiar. And, we happen to own all of that, so it's handy. The breezy comment is a reference to one of my favorite episodes of the show.