I am warm and safe and dry, my fridge, freezer, and pantry are all full, my Happy Chair is still standing after twenty five years of hard use, and I managed to stitch for a few hours last night while watching more West Wing.
What could I POSSIBLY have to feel blechie about?!
I suspect that it is hormonal, seasonal, and related to my poor little kidney beans doing their level best to just keep doing their thing. I don't know that I feel bad necessarily...I just don't feel...good. (I think I used to refer to this as out of sorts, in sixes and sevens, or, as Stewey would say..."You've got a case of the mean reds, Mo-ther.".
So I am remedy-ing it by soaking in hot epsom tubs, eating good healthy food, drinking lots and lots of water, and reading, writing, stitching, cooking, sleeping, and blogging. I froze lemon slices in a muffin tin to make big huge ice cubes, and the very sight of seeing them bobbing about in my sippy cup makes me a happy girl.
I finished The Tyoewriter's Tale and started The Eastern Shore by Ward Just...both very good in my humble literary fiction loving opinion. I also discovered a trio of books...The Invisible Library, I think, that I might try when the current stack runs out.
So that's the report for today. I'm sorry it's not all sunshine and rainbows and unicorns today, my dearies, but I'm hoping that YOUR corner of the world is full of all three!