And we stayed as we were, which was hell

[sovay]

I am lying under a cat and sneezing. I have an earache and a fever. I am sick. I home-tested negative and so have the likeliest vectors, so realistically I have an ordinary spring crud, but at this point an ordinary spring crud is sort of the final snapped straw of my stamina, so I resent it almost as much. The one thing I have done all day that felt useful was get out of the house before sunset and photograph some flowering trees. They were encouragingly energetic.



[edit] My godchild sent me a care package of things to eat when sick, like kippers and oranges and fortified rice cakes and Jell-O and the nostalgic kind of chicken soup in a box. It was incredibly kind and the rice cakes taste surprisingly good.

Comments

[aurumcalendula]

*hugs*

That's sweet of your godchild!

[selkie]

They are now an adult under Jewish law and they enjoy doing thoughtful adult things, like harnessing the gig economy for the forces of good. It lets us subtly slide in points like shopping on a budget and tipping service workers to the utmost when applicable (and including that obligation in the sum cost). Plus they just really wanted to send soup and Jell-O.

[sovay]

Plus they just really wanted to send soup and Jell-O.

You can tell them that the everything rice cakes taste very good on either side of ham. My dinner plan is the soup.

[selkie]

Apparently you should dip the orange slices in the Jell-O powder! You'll be on trend!
(I will tell them. Those are one of their extremely favorite foods. You could layer peanut butter and seaweed sheets on them, if you were 12.)

[sovay]

Apparently you should dip the orange slices in the Jell-O powder! You'll be on trend!

And in somatic hell!

(I will tell them. Those are one of their extremely favorite foods. You could layer peanut butter and seaweed sheets on them, if you were 12.)

(When I was twelve, I would probably have layered them with baloney.)

[sovay]

*hugs*

*hugs*

That's sweet of your godchild!

I like them!