I have an inkling I’m getting sick. I have a bit of a fever (as in I hit “normal”). I’m tired. My whole body aches. All I want to do is curl up with the kitties and watch mindless TV. I try to get stuff done, but even doing a load of laundry is killing me. I hate my washing machine. It’s || this much out of balance and if I “overload it” (meaning anything more than half full) it has hissy fits when it goes to spin. It beeps at me and I have to go and rearrange the wet clothes and bash a button. It’s a good thing I have a clean pair of pants for tomorrow.
I know this is really whiny. I’m sorry. This weekend has been almost totally nonproductive. I took Gidgette to the vet and I managed to get to the store to buy lunch for the week. Sushi for tomorrow and salads for the rest of the week.