How could I possibly feel worse than freezing rain and highwinds? The front spruce trees have added throwing cones to the dropping of needles. And I didn't sleep much last night. Not because I was at work and had planned to stay up, but because my whole body rebelled against my take-out dinner. It should have been a treat, but they have a new cook and I think he is fast and loose with cumin. I cannot manage that spice and have to cut out most Indian and Mexican cuisine.
I'm lucky to have an autopilot knit in the Pinwheel baby blanket. The colour, as Missouri Star mentioned, is Pepto Bismal, so that my go toward healing. I missed my knit and movie afternoon and pulled the plug on tomorrow's yarn crawl.
I am well enough to go through some blogs and podcasts. Looking forward to some rest and reading.