The Lurgy and the Cursed Ticket

It's been a WEEK. 

Firstly it was a busy run with 3 days in the office, where I held 6 interviews and and had an in person all team meeting. I'm not used to the socialisation anymore and was wiped out by the Thursday.

Then came Friday. I blame the office and hubby blames my metabolism, but either way, Friday was a write off. Down with a vomiting bug, I accomplished nothing. I fell asleep during everything I tried to watch, dribbled on my book in slumber and couldn't even manage to stay in the bath. (To be fair, when hubby queried how "cool" it was, he was right in that I view a bath as "just right" when you could boil a lobster in it, definitely not wise when unwell, no matter how sore the kidneys).

I did shuffle around a dog walk, feeling like the undead, and apologised profusely to Missy at the shortness of it. She had gotten bored of the duvet day hours previously and had abandoned me to sunbathe in the window. 

Which leads me to the Cursed Tickets. We'd been offered cheap tickets to the Music of John Williams Concert as my friends aunt and uncle could no longer go. Excellent. Then I got ill and there was no way I'd have been able to survive the trip, let alone the concert. We. Asked. Everyone.

Friends - other commitments or not feeling great. Family - all ill with various maladies. Hubby even tried to fob them off on work colleagues who deemed them cursed and wouldn't touch them.

Even my friends mum almost pulled out due to a bad ankle injury (she did go in the end), but truly, cursed.

Then Saturday, after being put to bed with a new teddy, some rice crackers and sugary ribena, I woke up right as rain. 

Typical. 

Missy did not approve of my emotional support shark taking the sofa!

Saturday we'd promised to see friends, so we kept it a short visit. Our friend with long covid really needed a wee break from the kids (his wife is away visiting family), so we took them on a dog walk and to a very nice playpark, returning them absolutely exhausted. 

Then today I had my eldest niece round for a big sewing project: her prom dress! I am flattered she thinks so highly of my skills, and, halfway through, she's absolutely delighted with how it's shaping up.

It truly felt like spring today with the clocks going forward. At least, it did until it snowed. 

Can't win them all! At least I managed my gardening in the sun this morning, there are grand plans for the fruit and veg this year - Good Life, here we come!