…not off to a great start.

Thursday and Friday were great.

Until I went to bed Friday evening. And then I thought to myself – I must be getting sick – there was that tattletale sign of a mild sore throat.

And so it was: Saturday I woke up feeling like crap. Which continued through Sunday and Monday. I was so out of it this morning that I stayed home – and spent most of the day sleeping.

Really, the only plus side to feeling terrible is the sleep that comes with – two lengthy naps today. One in the morning, one in the midafternoon.

And I’ve done some reading – but not much. It’s been more of a TV binge watching kind of illness for me.

While sick, I’ve been cooking at home – and, consequently, cleaning another shelf in my cupboards. It’s a bit distressing how much food I buy but never cook in time – the ingredients seemed like a good idea at the time, but once on the shelf, they are all too easily forgotten, gathering dust.

I need to reign in my propensity to buy ingredients that look good but lack a specific near-term use.