Friday, May 18, 2007
Well, which would you choose?
Today I got up, saw Mr. December off to work, and then lay down to let my "breakfast" work its magic. I woke up at one P.M. Still feeling queasy, and not up to attacking the mountain of dirty dishes (even just to put them in the dishwasher), I went to bed. It's 6:15 now, almost Shabbat, and I've done nothing all day. I think it's safe to say that given the choice between hugging the toilet and hugging my pillow, I chose my pillow. Wouldn't you?