Too much fun in the sun, and whatever was causing Tom's glands to swell, have got me hiding away in my apartment: pressing cool objects to my skin, sipping coffee and tea (anti-headache, anti-inflammation, urgent matters... I'll move on to water soon, I promise) and sorting through photos, both mine and Lane's, as I promised to fix up her dilapidated albums (I'm loving going through her things for the big down-size into a studio). (Wow; was that a sentence?)
Last night I stayed up very late waiting for Tom to come home, and then leave again a couple hours later. I had to sleep in until 11 in order to get enough rest, and it's a good thing I did since I need to fight of the sore throat that began developing last night and to heal this sunburn I didn't realize was coming on.
I am home for the first day in much longer than I'm used to and it isn't the productive experience I was hoping for.
But I have a few small goals for myself and I can allow myself this break as I've got an early-morning bus ride to Corvallis tomorrow and good day of physical labor after that.
Are you taking care of yourself? Sun and sickness take no prisoners... well, actually, they do, but that doesn't really sound great either.
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