JohnK on a Sunday
It is Sunday morning. At least, I think it is.
I woke up feeling groggy and completely out of sorts, and the moment I climbed out of bed, the coughing commenced for the day, just wracking my body.
Managed to work my way upstairs to the kitchen and made myself a croissant and some café au lait for breakfast, with a bit of yogurt.
Went back downstairs and lay down for a bit, and took something of a nap I guess ('cause I woke up again around 10 am).
Oh, and figured I should post a bit of a blog entry. That's done.
I probably shouldn't have gone out yesterday at all, and just rested for another day (or whatever they call this process), but I needed the groceries, and so... In any event, going to take it easy for the rest of the day.
I woke up feeling groggy and completely out of sorts, and the moment I climbed out of bed, the coughing commenced for the day, just wracking my body.
Managed to work my way upstairs to the kitchen and made myself a croissant and some café au lait for breakfast, with a bit of yogurt.
Went back downstairs and lay down for a bit, and took something of a nap I guess ('cause I woke up again around 10 am).
Oh, and figured I should post a bit of a blog entry. That's done.
I probably shouldn't have gone out yesterday at all, and just rested for another day (or whatever they call this process), but I needed the groceries, and so... In any event, going to take it easy for the rest of the day.