gillpolack @ 2014-05-04T13:26:00
Today there are many exciting things happening. I have friends who are apparently attending a Pumpkin Festival, for instance. These exciting things are not happening chez Gillian, however, for Gillian keeps falling asleep. Healing, I call it.
I have about four hours of work that still must be dealt with, regardless, plus I've finished with 100 emails today and have forty more to deal with. This also needs to be a part of healing, for I have no choice.
I also can't go outside at all, for even inside the air is sharp enough to remind me my breathing is still fractious. This would be why I need to sleep so very much. The inflammation is not dangerous, but I still have a rather nasty chest infection and eight more days of antibiotics to deal with it. It was the same chest infection that set everything off, so I must respect it and put it in its place and not let it get the upper hand and...
My duck soup is nearly halfway ready, I think. Yesterday I was so tired it took me 3 hours to put the carcass in the pot, add water, add onions, add spices. Today I managed to get rid of the accumulated debris (and lunch was the meat from it) in a mere half hour.
This means that today the interview with Margo will go live (and I'll link to it here) and the pile of papers staring at me accusingly will be done and dusted and I can move onto the next set. I have three sets of accusing papers to handle in the next 48 hours, for those who keep track. I also have a tax deadline.
Right now, though, my body informs me, wearily, that it needs a bit of a rest. It's very sorry. It will try harder next time I get up. But just a few minutes, please...
I have about four hours of work that still must be dealt with, regardless, plus I've finished with 100 emails today and have forty more to deal with. This also needs to be a part of healing, for I have no choice.
I also can't go outside at all, for even inside the air is sharp enough to remind me my breathing is still fractious. This would be why I need to sleep so very much. The inflammation is not dangerous, but I still have a rather nasty chest infection and eight more days of antibiotics to deal with it. It was the same chest infection that set everything off, so I must respect it and put it in its place and not let it get the upper hand and...
My duck soup is nearly halfway ready, I think. Yesterday I was so tired it took me 3 hours to put the carcass in the pot, add water, add onions, add spices. Today I managed to get rid of the accumulated debris (and lunch was the meat from it) in a mere half hour.
This means that today the interview with Margo will go live (and I'll link to it here) and the pile of papers staring at me accusingly will be done and dusted and I can move onto the next set. I have three sets of accusing papers to handle in the next 48 hours, for those who keep track. I also have a tax deadline.
Right now, though, my body informs me, wearily, that it needs a bit of a rest. It's very sorry. It will try harder next time I get up. But just a few minutes, please...
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