I came home sick from work yesterday, I had a really sore throat, which is probably strep as my manager helpfully pointed out. Being sick is not all bad though, I have been spending a lot of time sleeping, and watching heartfelt tear-jerking family dramas on Netflix (Stuck in Love was surprisingly good).
I’ve also been medicating myself with an industrial sized bag of Hershey’s kisses, and Lipton chicken noodle soup. The one that’s radioactive yellow and contains no actual chicken, that’s the good stuff. The boy tried to be sweet and surprise me with homemade chicken noodle soup with vegetables and real nourishment in it, but I wasn’t having anything to do with it. I’m endlessly charming when I’m sick.
loveliness. 