Washout

Tuesday I called Rob to come home, and today he worked from home. I've been all collapsey. Covered in spots, gums bleeding, skin aching, muscles not cooperating, tired, etc etc. I think it's what the GP calls "carrying a viral load" and I hope I can get to the hospital tomorrow to get blood drawn so they can count it.

Or whatever it is they do.

We had broccoli and cashew stir-fry for dinner.

I've been trying to research buses for near Ipswich. It turns out, right, that Reading Buses are remarkably well-organised and clearly timetabled and mapped. Oops.

Ta. Bloody. Da.

Two loads in the dishwasher.
Three loads of laundry hung out.
Two more washed.
Grocery list made (imperfectly).
Meals planned at least slightly.
Travel for home ed thing in July partially sorted out.
Had a bath so I could walk.