What do Old Maids do when we don't feel well? We catch up on our reading, of course.
You know what they say about the best-laid plans of mice and men: that it's all well and fine as long as you are feeling well and fine. Or something like that.
I had a long list of Things To Accomplish this weekend. I woke up yesterday full of motivation, and then around nine o'clock, I started feeling... not well. I took a nap. I woke up feeling... still not well. I took my temperature, and it was as high as other people's normal body temperature so clearly, I was sick. I looked around at everything that needed doing and thought "Oh, the hell with it," gathered up my reading material, and hit the couch.
The more sharp-eyed among my gentle readers will notice that there is way more material in this photograph than can be read in an afternoon -- particularly since my NOOK has approximately ten books that have been downloaded but are still marked "new." But I always find it comforting to be surrounded by books. I browsed through magazines, I read a chapter or two of The Peabody Sisters of Salem. I napped again. I read a little more. It was actually quite pleasant despite the fact that I had a headache and body aches.
Note to self: Add "spend an afternoon on the couch reading whatever you damn well please" to the list of winter projects. Why should I only do that when I'm feeling lousy and can't fully enjoy it?