Well, I’m supposed to be laying low, given my puniness this week.
So I slept until 8. Then made homemade buttermilk biscuits to slather with homemade apple butter and peach jam (not at the same time). Then I swept the main floor of the house.
And then took out the overflowing recycling bin. And did two loads of laundry.
And now it’s 11.18 a.m. and I’m at the computer.
I guess I’m feeling more energetic today.
But there will still be a nap this afternoon.
I have music to compose, to sing in a few weeks on a Webster University composers’ concert. And I brought office work and computer home with me this weekend. And I’m going to see Annie tonight at the Touhill for the Variety Club performance. My wonderful senior Jordan is in it, as is my new voice student Caitlin.
The recuperation and healing from this latest insult to my body is still underway. I went to bed at 9.30 last night after falling asleep during the last ten minutes of an Indiana Jones movie. At about 1 a.m. I was awake with a coughing fit that had me up and angry at everything for about an hour. And then I slept for six hours. I’m coughing less today.
And on another note, I shaved the week’s growth of beard yesterday, but left a small moustache and a patch below my bottom lip. I suppose I’m deciding about having some facial hair fun for another week.