Am sending in an invincible remote-controlled puppet robot to live my life while I lie around feeling pathetic. Stupid cold. Stupid fatigue.

Home. Relieved. Sick ( Read more... )

At 7:50 AM my love rolled out of bed. I woke up blearily as she did so, having slept from 8:30 to 11 and midnight to 7:50 with a really unpleasant upset stomach in the gap between. I was feeling a mild form of "oh no I can't exercise or do anything but get ready" kind of despair ( Read more... )

 Well! This morning I was vigorous and peppy. I went to bed at 9:30 last night and had to restrain myself from getting up at 3:30. I was hungry. It was breakfast time. At 6 AM I was wide awake. By 7ish my love was too. We ate and we implemented a plan I've often thought about but never actually done: walking to work via the woods. The pedometer I ( Read more... )