It’s true. I got (basically) nothing.
On Sunday: I finished a book. It was good, and took far too long to read. I think it would have been even better if I’d read it quicker.
On Monday: I worked, went for an ultrasound, watched half a movie, knit, had a brandy and went to bed.
On Tuesday: I worked, ordered 3 charm packs in lime green and black*, along with a pattern and template, cut 1.5 inch strips for my current quilt, watched half of a different movie, knit, had a brandy, went to bed.
On Wednesday: I worked, knit, had a brandy, went to bed. No movie at all.
Now it’s Thursday. Probably gonna finish one of those movies, have a brandy, and go to bed.
I’m waiting on my food sensitivity results, which are currently processing. I’m going to guess, based on the fact that I ate a slice of pizza on Monday and did not die, that I am probably NOT sensitive to all grains and all dairy. Based on recent symptomology, I’m thinking soy, corn, and a nut or two. I should have some sort of answer in the next few days. In the meantime, I have not added foods back into my eating plan. The pizza was a one-off, born of sad, tired, despair. I was tired from a long day, and sad because my stomach was hurting AGAIN even though I had not had any forbidden foods. So yeah, I pretty much said “fuck it.” And that pizza was so good. One slice. So good.
See, that’s it. (Basically) Nothing.
*Yes, I have a plan for the charms, and for the finished quilt. No, I didn’t start with fabric in my stash. I don’t have anything I think this recipient will enjoy.