I am not a happy camper

Turns out I was not getting well on Tuesday even though I slept well on Monday night. In some ways I didn't feel any better than the day before. The pain in my face was gone, my nose dried up but I never made it to the grocery store. I went back to bed and took a nap instead. I was a little achy, a little tired, stomach a little funky. Didn't get the leaves spread out either and took another nap in the afternoon and that's very unusual for me, I hardly ever take naps and never two in one day.

Could have taken a third nap but I had to fix dinner instead which was a simple Italian sausage removed from its casing, crumbled, and cooked on the stove with onions and garlic, pre-cooked egg noodles and raw spinach added in til the spinach wilted.

I slept all right the first half of Tuesday night but not so much the second half. Wednesday I felt good enough to be functional. Went to the grocery store, did the dishes, took the dog for a walk finally and she wanted the long walk, though I didn't have the energy to go to yoga. The weather has been really glorious, cool, dry, blue sky days that warm up. So of course I assumed I would feel at least as well today if not better and maybe I would have if I didn't spend four consecutive busy hours filling baskets at SHARE this morning because this afternoon I have done nothing but read and take a little nap and sneeze and blow my nose. I am not getting better. I still don't think it's allergies or a sinus infection since my sinuses haven't hurt since the first day and I can breathe easily or the flu because I think I would be much sicker and it's not covid because I have tested myself three times and it's always negative. So that leaves the common cold and I'm ready to be done with that thank you very much.

My sister brought me orange and yellow marigolds to cheer me up. She's thoughtful like that.

The morning glory bush is blooming. Usually it blooms about twice a year, spring and fall but it didn't bloom this spring. It is now and it's one of my favorites.