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anotheranonStayed home today in an attempt to kick the sore throat that showed up last night. The ick has migrated to my nose, so I can now manage it with decongestants and swallow comfortably, but still, damn.
Read, dozed, read, dozed on the sofa, and did a couple of really good-looking hand-sewn buttonholes, the way I've been trying to make them for the past 3 projects or so, so that's nice.
Also worked on putting together a fencing notebook of sorts - I've been recording all my competition data since the start of the new season but V. is working on a self-evaluation worksheet and I need someplace to put them. There is a 3-hole punch somewhere in this house but I'll be damned if I know where it is.
I ventured into our long shut-up guest room to look for it there and found it's almost a shrine to mine and D.'s lives of ~3 years ago - old software manuals and magazines, brand new pillows still in their packaging, etc. I can walk through it now, which is no small thing. No hole punch though.
Took some nighttime decongestant though I hate the number it does on my mind - I've been feeling emotionally blah to go with the physical blah so I figured it would handle at least one of these.
Back to work tomorrow unless I really am dying. I'm not good at doing nothing, as you can see above!
Read, dozed, read, dozed on the sofa, and did a couple of really good-looking hand-sewn buttonholes, the way I've been trying to make them for the past 3 projects or so, so that's nice.
Also worked on putting together a fencing notebook of sorts - I've been recording all my competition data since the start of the new season but V. is working on a self-evaluation worksheet and I need someplace to put them. There is a 3-hole punch somewhere in this house but I'll be damned if I know where it is.
I ventured into our long shut-up guest room to look for it there and found it's almost a shrine to mine and D.'s lives of ~3 years ago - old software manuals and magazines, brand new pillows still in their packaging, etc. I can walk through it now, which is no small thing. No hole punch though.
Took some nighttime decongestant though I hate the number it does on my mind - I've been feeling emotionally blah to go with the physical blah so I figured it would handle at least one of these.
Back to work tomorrow unless I really am dying. I'm not good at doing nothing, as you can see above!
