Monday, 20 February 2012
Feeling rough, and, I admit, a bit sorry for myself.
Less than a week to go before John moves out and I’ve come down with a stinking cold. I hate it when that happens. I feel I should be able to keep working but it’s very hard. All I managed to do today was write three fillers!
I was mean to be going out tonight and have had to call that off, plus I was mean to be going to a dinner shuffle tomorrow, which again I’ve had to cancel.
I felt so rough I went back to bed this afternoon. Louis came with me, and having him there was oddly comforting. He really is the most lovely dog.