The cough came on a week ago, with little surprise, as Sara and Sam are just barely finished with their two weeks of coughing. It is one of those insidious viruses that leaves one feeling mostly okay, but sounding awful and not fit for human society. It also makes it hard to run in the cold, as I already suffer from a bit of exercise-induced asthma. Consequently, this week has been an odd mix of acting sick in certain situations and not so much in other situations. (Being around kids? Sick. Lunch with friends? Not sick. Running in 23 degree blustery weather? Sick. You get the picture.) Yesterday, I was going to try running again after taking the week off but woke up actually feeling really yucky-the coughing was starting to hurt and be more productive and the aches and pains were real, not imagined.
Yesterday I rested and knitted on a project for next Tuesday's class while watching Survivorman and bits of several movies on TV that I happened upon. I did get up to make waffles for dinner and helped Evan with his project, but it was a pretty easy day. The rotten thing about a virus is that often one's actions have no effect upon the course the illness will take. Thus, rest notwithstanding, today, the coughing continues toward its zenith before the downward glide, and I feel yucky again. So, as I did on Tuesday for Photog group, I decided to quarentine myself rather than impose myself on everyone at church. Finally, I can catch up on blogs, do some reading that I've fallen behind on and sort of get a handle on my vision of the upcoming holiday season. I've started addressing cards, which is usual for me-my goal is always by Thanksgiving, but then I lose momentum. This time, I have the addresses mostly gathered and have set a goal to send out only 5 a day. So, wish me luck. Here is the card I designed. It is simple, but I like it. Brushes are my new favorite toy in Photoshop. Such fun.