I spent the day being sick. My sinuses are all congested and my food tastes funny. But of course, the day I’m sick is the day the cleaners come and it just felt too weird to be laying on the couch (dying) so I went up to Panera to have a cup of coffee and read my book.
I came back around 10 am and they were gone so I took up camp on my couch for the rest of the day. I watched The Bachelorette and let me tell you, those guys are all idiots. Except for Frank, I kinda like Frank. I wasn’t too impressed with Ali either, but then again she was given a few zingers that I probably wouldn’t have even known how to respond to.
Then I watched some of the 24 finale. I’m so lost. It seems that I’ve been falling asleep over the last five or six weeks of 24 and my plan was that I’d figure it out next week. Yeah, that plan is not working out too well. If it weren’t for the fact that it’s the very last episode ever I’d probably just delete it from my DVR and call it wrap. But, I’ve still got 40 minutes left to suffer through.
I read my book, The Forgotten Garden, watched a little of the French Open (that’s tennis folks, one of the grand slams), took a nap, read a little more, took another nap, and then I finally sat up and plowed through the last 200 pages of the book. It was a really good story. I’d absolutely recommend it.
Do you know what would make being sick on the couch so much better? An iPad. I’m just saying.