Today in the Magic Thermos™, nothing. I forgot to make coffee this morning. Don't judge. I'm ill. Getting better, though!
Sort of. Whatever. I'm out of bed and at work. I recovered some of my energy yesterday afternoon, and so decided that it was time I left my bed and joined the real world. I am no longer infectious and while still not well, I'm not longer so unwell that I can't move from my bed. Actually, despite the runny nose and the still sore throat, the blocked ears and the cough, I'm feeling much better than I was. A good thing too, I have a self defence class to teach tonight.
In celebration of my being functional, have a pretty picture:
What I'm going to do instead is get back to my Welsh lessons. I'd be on a new lesson today were it not for the crappy cold I had, so I feel like some serious catching up is in order. And then I have to edit some stuff.
I received the first draft of Human back from Beta Reader One. It needs some (probably considerable) work before I send it off to Beta Reader Two. Sigh. It must get done if I want this book out this year. Double sigh.
Alright, I really need to get to work. First, Welsh. Then editing. My least favourite thing in the world.