… and this daggone cold keeps on lingering, taking up residence in my lungs. Slept most of the morning and had *the weirdest* dreams around. Cannot even ‘splain them if I could. So, cough-y, tired and bummed for some reason. Sitting in the usually-too-cold-to-sit-in-at-this-time-of-year sunroom because I neeeeeed the sun. Just need it.
It’s been a nice nine days off from work and I liked that I had time to do some fun stuff (readings, shopping, drinking Pumpkin Spice Lattes) and some bidness stuff (PI planning for 2012) and just all around chill. The time will come next year when doing this will be my daily routine and I will so love and appreciate it.
Lovely, low-key Thanksgiving spent with pals Kim and Sal and their doggies. The older I get, the more this holiday just seems like another day (as does Christmas). Our family never has had a big TG tradition so it’s like … whatever. We DO have a Christmas Eve tradition and I’d be sad if that poofed into the wind. Hopefully, it won’t.
Dear cold that’s plagued me all week: please leave. I’m done with you. That is all. Love and kisses, Lisa Corinthian