Did Nothing
Went to bed in decent enough shape on Friday night, but woke up Saturday morning thinking:
“I feel like garbage.”
I couldn’t put my finger on any symptoms. A half-ass headache, no energy.
A friend of mine reminded me of the old show, ‘Veep’.
This is the golden age of television because it’s like snapping your fingers. I put ‘Veep’ on and watched it, and watched it, and watched it…
…only getting up to play with Ollie.
Still lousy with rest.
Then I caught a glimpse of the backyard.
Maybe moving would make me feel better.
👎
Took a nap when I was done. Watched the Yankees.
Back to bed.
And Sunday wasn’t much better.
So, I go into the week well rested.
I even stayed away from the news.
Yankees swept the weekend.
Sabres are in the playoffs.
They stopped him from dropping a nuke…
…and I’m feeling better.
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