Sunday, May 22, 2011

Bed Rest

It took seven days of chicken soup, hot tea and bed rest, but I'm finally starting to feel like myself again. (For a while there, I was sure I was turning into one of those little green monsters from the Mucinex commercials.)

Now I'm at the stage where all I want is to leave my apartment and do something - anything - but I just don't have the energy. Perhaps if my sickbed looked something like this, in the midst of fields or gardens, I wouldn't have such cabin fever. There's nothing like dreamy, outdoor sleeping spots to cure whatever ails you.

1 comment:

  1. Really great to finally find a blog I can relate to just my kind of things..