And lo, another corker of a Christmas dinner in the bag. Mum is a great cook, not that she gives herself credit for it. I’m currently horizontal the wrong way across ‘my’ chair in the lounge, digesting cheerfully. Gonna get up in a minute to have some trifle, probably. Could also just take it home whole and eat it later… hrm… *grins*
All in all though, a fairly chill day for me. Not up to anything important besides chilling, which is what my soul needs after another rough year. Like, not rough-rough, but the whole can’t go out into the world for risk of getting sicker. A part of me accepts that I’m going to be stuck at home for a few more years yet, but also… bleh.
Right. Back to digestion.