One thing I realized being sick is, that I am on my own. Too sick to get the mail? Don't. Too sick to do the housework or cook anything? Don't. It was a rough weekend, as I rested to get over whatever I had. It was bad enough, that I did not leave my pajamas for a few days. The first morning I slept the entire day. The only thing I did was let the chickens out, and that was also in my pajamas. I cannot stress on how I cannot wait for the new coop. It will make my life so much easier in the way of layers. My husband had brought home a pizza for himself, and chicken noodle soup for me. The aftermath is yet to be cleaned up around here. There is one thing I know now. Do not try to knit when you do not feel good. At least for me anyway. I was halfway done with a dishcloth, and messed up, and just frogged it all. I put it way until I feel better. My husband was not back to himself either....
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.