Off sick today. Not very surprising, really. I’ve been
waking up throughout the night sweating for the past couple of days. Throw off
the covers. Wake up freezing. Snuggle under the cover. Repeat. Most nights have
been just one cycle, last night several. It was past nine before I finally
surfaced, so I called in sick. This would be a perfect opportunity to catch up
with some housework, except that I am actually not well. I put a load into the
machine, wash and dry – if I’m not up to it, I can leave it, I don’t iron
anyway. Back to bed.
Mix some poison, treat my Poinsettia. Back to bed.
Re-pot the Thyme, inspect the Chives. Back to bed.
Dinner. Bath. Back to bed. Wheee! What a fun day! Can
I do this again, tomorrow?
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