Not sick enough ...

Not sick enough to stay home, not well enough to feel good. I still figure there's a 50-50 chance I'll feel worse before I feel better and have forewarned the boss on this account. (Have you ever noticed that when you announce to your co-workers, "I think I may be taking some sick time later this week," their automatic reaction is not, "Gee, you must know your body really well to be able to predict that." No, it's, "Yeah. Sure. Uh-huh. 'Sick time.' *wink*") I'll see if I can over-sleep myself back to health. The new bed is taking a little getting used to, but was quite comfortable in general. More reorganization of bedroom Stuff is required. Next task: pull everything out of the closet (the built-in one, not the freestanding wardrobe) and sift for discard. Possibly get rid of one or more suitcase-like-items. Make shoe storage more accessible. (This is the "historic" closet -- not the everyday one.) Review medieval inventory.