Today was the first day of my Christmas holidays, and sadly, but not surprisingly, I spent it coming to terms with the fact that I am poorly-sick. Again.
It’s pretty annoying, but since this does happen every year, I’m rather used to it.
The upside is that unlike the last two times I was ill (which was about two weeks ago, and then about four weeks before that, if you’re interested, and if it will help you to feel a little more sorry for me), I’m back at home.
This means knitting – as per usual – in my own comfy bed, in a lovely warm house, with a fridge full of food, darling parents to make me dinner, and a sweet cat to keep me company.
Which is nice.
In summary: hoping that I have a quick/miraculously instantaneous recovery.