Separately diagnosed with both bronchitis and shingles over the past week, it appears I’ve won the sick lottery. Not one to “take it easy”, I’ve been creative in spending my misfortune.
Fueled by naps and milkshakes (doctor’s orders!), I’ve discovered there are always treats to bake, crafts to make, and lists to create…
Update: Feeling a million times better. Also, I’ve moved on from a Wes Anderson marathon to a *southern movies with soul* marathon (hey, I’ve had a LOT of time to fill, here). Plus, I finally picked up The Bone Season by Samantha Shannon, after the Times piqued my interest over the summer. Here’s hoping that, even though my muscles have atrophied, my brain cells will remain tough.
*Forrest Gump, Steel Magnolias, The Help