jusummerhayes

I'm sick

It was inevitable.

Both Mrs S and daughter #1 have been spreading (or is that spraying!) their germs about.

I did make it to the gym this morning — it was a long time ago I pushed weights — and now, well, I feel rubbish.

The nose is running; I'm full of 💨; and my chest is suddenly tight — never a good sign at my age (52).

I've had to cancel my attendance at my sister-in-law's for New Year's Eve; she says she's disappointed as she was relying on me to provide the entertainment. That's not a euphemism for me being pi**ed and acting up, but I'm normally the only one who doesn't talk about Rugby!

I'll keep writing, reading, drinking water (I'm doing dry January) and, hopefully, give it a day or so, I will feel better.

If I don't get a chance before the clock strikes 12, happy New Year to you all. 

I've no idea what the next decade will bring but let's hope (more than anything else) we get a grip of the climate catastrophe that's writ large wherever you are in the world.

Love,

Ju.

Photo by Antonio Grosz on Unsplash

Error

default userpic

Your reply will be screened

Your IP address will be recorded 

When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.