After blogging yesterday I returned to bed for the rest of the day, getting up in time for most of NCIS and the Kennedy Center Honors before Nyquil and a return engagement under the covers. This morning my lungs feel clearer and my congestion is leaving room to breathe. But enough sick talk!
There is no telling what the day ahead holds. I still have half of our Christmas cards to send out (I am beyond embarrassed that it has taken so long to get this done), so there is always that task. There's a book I'd like to get back to. There's always cleaning. And filing. Grin. There are thank you notes. I used to be so good about that and for some reason I have turned into a total derelict in that department. I need to make some Pampered Chef calls to schedule some shows. Anyone? If I feel well enough later and it isn't raining I'd love to take Juliet for a walk. She's been deprived these last several days, and she's eager for her stroll through the 'hood. Me too.
Right now I'm planning to enjoy some coffee and consider my options. Make a list. Check it twice. At least. Cross things OFF the list! And I think I'll start with a thank you note or two. Yeah, that's what I'll do.
Have a great one!