Today is a good day. I have a lot more energy. A lot more brain. I feel so much better.
So what am I going to do today?
Absolutely bugger all.
I’m going to sit on my couch and NOT PUSH. This is difficult for me. But I’ve heard too many accounts of people relapsing. I’d rather not do much for the next few days and actually kick this thing, if I can.
Plus, I still feel sick around the edges. I have no reserves. Just stretching a little on my yoga mat this morning took a lot out of me.
Yesterday was the day of naps. Had five total: two in the morning, two in the afternoon, and one after dinner. Then I slept 8.5 hours last night. Figure that’s helping.
Because I had no brain yesterday, I didn’t do anything related to publishing. Instead, during the couple of hours when I had a little bit of energy, I transplanted the sunflower seedlings from their starter container into pots. Trust me, it was not a lot of effort. I sat the entire time. It was so good to get my hands in dirt again. (There are reasons why my husband calls me his hippy wife.)
The other thing I did yesterday was make my husband get me a towel so that I could go lay outside in the sunshine and bake the crap out of my lungs. I figure that helped too.
And even though I feel better, I still may take a nap after I finish my tea.
Stay safe. Stay at home. Wash your hands. Keep yourself sane. Take care of one another.