Monday Scramble:
Bad Code
Whether or not I caught a bad cold from Will, I’m pretty sure that I didn’t give it to him — he was congested long before I was. All this week, I woke with a scratchy throat and a cargo of coughables. This morning, it wasn’t so bad, but that’s only because the truly awful stage of the cold was about to hit. I’ve gone through boxes of tissue today. Boxes.
Under the circumstances, Tad Friend’s Cheerful Money was a very good companion. I wish that I could tell you why the book took my mind off the miserable state of my sinuses, but I seem to have sneezed away most of my brains, and I’ll be dimming what’s left with NyQuil in an hour or so. Tomorrow, I hope, I’ll be alert enough to write the two (two!) Book Review reviews that are now due, as well Tuesday’s Daily Office. If I don’t, you’ll know why.
Boxes!
It was rainy here too — and I wrote a book review of sorts (the latter part of my blog, Gothics and Ghosts, Romance and the Supernatural).
Cheerful money. What a title. Almost an oxymoron. I see your daughter and grandchild’s photo further down. Now there’s cheer. Lucky RJ. We’ve had a bit of sort of luck too and I’ve not written about it on my blog but maybe will do so soon.
Ellen
I love your sentences: “I sneezed away most of my brains”! I’m exactly feeling that sometimes. Here in Paris we have a most beautiful weather, very mild.
I feel your pain, RJ. I NyQuiled away the last 10 days!
Hope you’re feeling better…no colds here, but allergy season is in full swing and I, too, feel as though I’ve sneezed away most of my brain; even our dogs are taking benadryl.