Oh, Lordy, am I sick.
It’s just a cold, and I didn’t make much of it last post. I thought it would come and go nice and quick. (I didn’t.) But, I supposed that there’s not much to be said about being sick that everyone doesn’t already know. However, there are a few up-sides to this particular downside. I’m not trying to be relentlessly positive. Trust me, I’m miserable. But a few nice things did happen.
I went out last night to put the chickens in, not realizing how far in I was going to have to put them. Two of them (quite literally) flew the coop and were out on the edge of the swamp, totally having a chicken tea party, pecking away and snacking on the grass. I walked up to them and said, “Go home, you chickens.” And they did! They walked with me over to the gate, I swung it open, and they walked right inside the fence and into the coop. So, there’s a little blessing. I was more than pleased that I didn’t have a chicken crisis while sick and totally not in the mood. And, even better, the girls know where their home is. (However, I am totally putting a top on that fence!)
Today, I felt a little more up-and-around. Still sick, but less sidelined. I have a lot to do around here outdoors, and I really can’t afford to be sick. So, since it was slush-snowing, I decided to do the sensible thing and stay in for a boring day of rest … again. Get better so I can get back outside full-strength and get the work done.
I cleaned the RV. It was something to do, and besides, it’s much nicer to be sick in a clean, tidy home. While cleaning, I came across our collection of tea. I’ll admit we have a few Celestial Seasonings hanging around, but for the most part, we have a good collection of real tea. My favorites are St. James’ Earl Grey (brought back for us from London, although it’s pretty run-of-the mill over there), and Harney & Sons Holiday Tea (shop and tasting room right here in Millerton, New York – East of Rhinebeck).
Believe it or not, with the big move and our stuff being between here and the storage unit … I forgot I like tea. In fact, I love it. I have two tea sets in storage, but today I had to settle for a mug and a tea ball. I could totally be one of those teapot people. In fact, I think I could easily enjoy opening a tea house. Maybe I will one day. So, it was a good sick day. If only I had not finished my book about the Stately Ghosts of England earlier in the week! (It’s at this point that I admit that I am a blatant Anglophile.)
In a few minutes, I’m moving on to Black Tea with Spices. Didn’t want to partake too early. Didn’t seem proper. Seems like more of an evening tea.
Do let’s be civilized.