It was going to be such a productive Sunday. I even made a list of everything I wanted to get done. I didn’t think I would get everything on the list done, but one’s reach often exceeds one’s grasp. Now I am remembering a few more things I really ought to have put on the list. I guess I am not going to get those done either.
I am lounged in my bed with a perfectly dreadful upset stomach. I think I ate a few too many bad things for my age. It is too early to go to sleep for the night (although I tried a nap while the upset was at its worst) (here’s hoping the worst has past), so I will try a Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post.
I was having such a fun Sunday, too. My husband, Steve, and I watched The Raven on Svengoolie, which we DVR’d last night. I love that movie!
After The Raven, which we did not delete, we put in Columbo again. When the DVD player messed up, I remembered I had not gone for a walk this morning. My stomach was starting to quease (I don’t know if that is actually a verb, but it should be), but I hoped for the best. Isn’t fresh air and exercise supposed to be healthy? It turns out not so much.
So that is my sad Sunday story. At least I got a blog post out of it. Now please excuse me while I swoon.
Hope you are feeling better today
I do, thanks!