Still home sick, however, I’ve gotten to move up stairs, so after another hot shower (where would I be without hot water) I’m stretched out on the sofa with ice water and hot tea and a pile of magazines and a pile of books and two boxes of tissues (so I don’t have to get up if one runs out)

Kat is in the window chirping at the birds, Kit was wandering around mostly avoiding me (my plan to sleep in was foiled by her coming into the bedroom and pushing things (small hard things) onto the floor every ten minutes or so. (Drifting off to sleep and then being awakened by the crash of something hitting the floor is something I would recommend to those who want to interrogate prisoners. Just saying.)

On the other hand, I’ve gotten a lot of reading done this weekend: The Coyote Road: Trickster Tales edited by Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling, Death and Judgment, Acqua Alta, and Quietly in their Sleep by Donna Leon, and Witchling by Yasmine Galenorn.

And now I think I’ll read/nap some more.