I have not a lot to say.

I have not a lot to say.  This is like, all of it:

I am ready for the weekend.  HOLY DAMN - I just want to rest.

My house is still a wreck.  I haven't had the energy to finish moving back into my room.

My porch is also a wreck because there is stuff out there that needs to go to the garage.  I don't have time to move it in the mornings and it's dark when I get home.  I might not have such a restful weekend after all.  🙁

I am still coughing and my head hurts terribly when I do it.  Other than that I feel ok.  No more nausea today.

I've been watching Cheers on Netflix and I like it a lot.  I just started season 4.

My burns are peeling and itching.  Bet you people thought I was being a weenie when I said I scalded my lap with coffee.  But I was for realz.

Later, peeps.  I am heading to the couch for another night.  Maybe by this weekend I can sleep in my bed again.  Right now I can't lay down and breathe at the same time.  Yuck.