The cold not only didn't vanish but had gone into my chest. Joy.
Babying myself plenty though: carry out for dinner and minimal everything else. Bed for the night at 8pm. Trouble is that even with decongestant on board I get clogged lying down...and we haven't owned a recliner chair for a few years now - Youngest was a rocker so between her and two puppies in as many years the last one had a prematurely shortened lifespan. Sigh.
Oh and my computer monitor died earlier this week - that didn't even make the top five of the chaos list. That's part of why I haven't been making the blog rounds although only part - the biggest reason is that I haven't done -anything- more than stay sober for about a month now. Had that nice vacation at the beginning g of January but ever since it has been chores-then-horizontal every single night. Put a tablecloth on top of the fabric I laid out on the dining room table -before- my vacation because I caught a cat lying on it..actually finishing the layout and cutting just wasn't even a consideration.
Survival mode sober is still way better than the drinking life. Even with bronchitis.
And now book till my sleep aid kicks in.