The ironic part, is that we ran out of coffee yesterday. The last thing I wanted to do was run out to the store. I truly missed Hubby's help yesterday.
I managed to put the last jar of home canned potatoes, and the last freezer container of onion soup, into the crock-pot for a chowder dinner. I had just enough carrots to add, and even a bag of frozen corn from last summer. We still have more dehydrated potatoes in storage (thankfully). The potatoes, either way we put the up, came in handy
I re-lathered with homemade vapor-rub, and sucked down more elixir. The air outside was chilly (and foggy), but not bad. Just not nice enough for a sick person to enjoy it. Besides, the front porch was too wet. Spring rains blow right up under the roof, and soak everything. Thankfully, we don't have all the furniture out yet.
I heated up some organic tomato soup, and grilled a half of a sandwich. I wanted a soothing lunch, but wasn't that hungry.
While I finally had time to sit without interruption, I rested and then crocheted.
Now, about that crocheting. I crocheted Youngest Daughter a washcloth for herself. It seems that one (or more of the girls) are not getting their washcloths to the hamper so they can be washed, and we run out of clean ones often. She asked me to crochet her one in her favorite color, so she could keep track of it, and wash it herself. I did. I may embroider her name in a towel too. It makes sense. They all do their own laundry now.
Early in the morning, we had more storms. Our power went out as well. We are to get more rain at noon today and more storms with high winds. It gives me more reason to focus on getting better and less physical work. A few hot baths with essential oils, and some hot teas are in order. Maybe a steam inhalation too.