The house smells of simmering chicken soup. It’s such a wonderful scent, and is making my mouth water. It’s the perfect meal for tonight too, as both of us are feeling sickly.

I’ve decided to spend most of the day outside tomorrow puttering –or just sitting– in the yard. I feel so much better when I am outside in the sunshine. So loads of planting and weeding will get done, and maybe I’ll find a comfy spot to sit and finally do some reading from a book. My reading stack is huge, and I haven’t touched it in ages. It’d be nice to sit peacefully in some corner of my yard and read. I’ve never gotten to do that before, thanks to Annoying Boy being so damn annoying. He’s no longer around at all, and finally I can enjoy my yard. It’s been wonderful.

Tonight though, I just want to smell and then eat some nice chicken noodle soup, and maybe do a little knitting while Lin watches the news. I didn’t do much of anything today, but I am completely beat. This allergy attack/cold/whatever is seriously doing me in. Here’s hoping chicken soup really is a wonder drug!