Over the weekend, I came down with the flu. While it was a less-than-pleasant way to spend Memorial Day, I did get to convalesce at my mom's house, which proved remarkably restorative.
In general, I'm a real grownup who can take care of herself when she's sick. After a day where I couldn't get up from the couch, though, all I wanted was for my mommy to feed me crackers and pat my head. When she offered to do more or less just that, I realized how lucky I am to live close to home and whimpered "yes, please." I just sleep better at home, you know?
Tuesday, the back porch became my office and I got to send emails and fiddle with documents while looking at the garden. It was lovely.
This weekend, I'm heading up to Vermont to (maybe) run a half marathon and generally spend some time in the woods. If I'm lucky, a swimming hole may be involved. How about you? Anything good planned?