ManFlu has hit me hard. I stayed home and worked from home while I produced and expelled copious amounts of mucus from my nose and mouth as I sneezed, coughed and cleared my nasal passages of virus-laden mucus.
I’ve consumed analgesics, oral decongestants, intranasal decongestants, and sugar in the form of chocolate.
I couldn’t be bothered sharing how I cooked my meals today. Suffice to say when I have a fever I believe in feeding a fever.
I’ll be heading into work later this morning. I woke up early to check out what e-mail had come in overnight at work.
I thought I would share how my routine starts and how I centre myself digestively each morning, especially on a Sunday when I want a little peace, quiet, and relaxation rather than a weekday morning which can be a little rushed with making lunch and doing everything to get to work by 6.15.
I came across my friend, the Belconnen Owl Statue.
I then came across this abandoned shopping trolley at Margaret Timpson Park. It had an empty box in it for a vintage ‘ladies’ bicycle. It makes me wonder at the sort of person who would just littler like that.