SpringPeeper of Bloom

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We got home from our anniversary trip yesterday in the early afternoon. We had to be home then so the Sparrowhawk could later give a financial report to a small group he's been helping out in that area on a volunteer basis. We then went to bed early, leaving the house in a wrack of trip flotsam. I had put away all the food items and such. This morning it was 44 when we got up, but supposed to be 77 by the end of the day. I pondered how much energy and time I had, and decided to expend the bigger share of it going for a walk while it was still cool. The Sparrowhawk stayed home and cleaned up the kitchen marvelously. I was astonished and displeased by how deconditioned I am, even after doing a certain amount of walking during the trip. I had a Zoom with Moonmoth and the Nonesuch. I thawed some chicken to cook for dinner, then realized this was not a plausible narrative, and asked the Sparrowhawk to buy a cooked chicken when he went to the store to get his medication. This evening while he went to the gym, I did our laundry.

I'd still love to tell of the sights we saw and the things we did, but it will have to wait yet another day, because I'm planning to go to bed early again. I can't seem to get quite all the way back to normal. I keep floundering around and getting hot and cranky. Soon, I hope, I'll have time to compose soothing memories that aren't studded with complaints.

Comments

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[siriosa]

welcome back home.

[oracne]

Rest well!