Usually when I get sick, it is preceded by a couple of days where I’m all “WOW I feel great! It’s so nice to have not been sick for a long time!” This is when the sickness goddesses are reminded that I exist “Oh yeah! Lindsie! We haven’t beaten her with a load of bricks for a while! cha cha cha!” Those sickness goddesses are real stinkers if you ask me. This time though I was kinda miserable the whole week before I got sick. Not happy at all! Odd. I’m hoping that my negativity doesn’t mean that my illness is going to last longer.
Today I am still sick. I napped. I started a new book. I watched the noon-time episode of One Tree Hill. I forgot how interesting the early episodes of One Tree Hill were*.
I made garlicky hummus for supper. Garlicky hummus makes me think of Sarah, who once sent me a huge carton of garlicy hummus in exchange for the blackberry jam I sent to her in Halifax. I also put parsley in my hummus tonight. The parsley is from the bouquet my mum brought me on the weekend– the parsley was added to the flowers as a practical greenery. Now my parsley is practical green specs in light brown sludge. Mm.
*No they weren’t.