Not a terribly productive day. I crashed early last night with a bit of a
headache, mild muscle aches, and a slightly-scratchy throat. Hoping to
head off an attack of the Martian Death Flu, I went to bed around 10:30.
The last of the guests left around 11:00, I think. The
flower_cat tells me she had trouble sleeping; I didn't, but got up
at 6:30 to make coffee, rouse the
chaoswolf, take her to work,
make breakfast, and do the dishes.
The Cat got out of bed somewhere around 9:30, and we decided to go out for
a drive about 10am. By that time it had started to drizzle, but it was a
pleasant drive anyway. We stopped at Bed, Bath, and Beyond for some
last-minute shopping, came home, and had leftovers for lunch.
I've been spending the afternoon reading and feeling slightly out of it,
though not nearly as bad as last night. No walk, I'm afraid.
Gift packages arrived simultaneously from my Mom (a huge picnic basket
full of yummies) and my brother (a country-cured ham). We've been
exchanging food gifts for years -- always welcome, and you don't have to
find a place to store them.