Still ill and icky. The rain here (Noah was right!) certainly isn’t helping. Head is blocked up and I’m having to concentrate and remember to breathe, dammit. It’s like my body has forgotten all of those automatic things it’s supposed to go without me worrying about them. Yuck.
Meantime, Croxie has paid a visit to the bank to get a shiny new account sorted out, so that’s in the pipeline, and I’m thinking about resurrecting my dream about having my own photography company.
There’s a light at the tunnel. I just hope it’s not an incoming train