A Catalogue of Complaints

[ailbhe]

I'm coooold. I'm tiiiiired. Rob snooooooores.

I think having had fairly serious post-viral fatigue last year left me inclined to take longer to convalesce from things than I want to. Also, I got less rest than anyone else while we were all ill, so now I'm too tired to read anything more complicated than Georgette Heyer and can't manage Scrabble or Scramble any more.

Taking my hair off helps. I'm not sure about the red lipstick I was playing with; I think it needs real summer.

I've rediscovered Livejournal's To Do list and filled it up with things from my various To Do List posts.

I'm planning to make my own oat milk. Don't hold your breath.

Comments

[supermouse.livejournal.com]

I have stone ground oatmeal and when cooking it smells... odd. Good luck with the milk.

The brain will come back, it just takes a while sometimes after a cold. Pol gets the same. Many *hugs* if wanted.