Everything's all been a bit serious for the past two weeks, so I needed something a little irreverent to share today.
So what better than the kitsch goodness of Mannequin Pis snow domes in a souvenir shop window in Brussels?
Serving double-duty as a virtual window to a world outside my flat to which I'm somewhat bound at the moment.
Things are going better. I managed to keep myself vertical long enough today to get my dishes done. Over the past few days, I've washed all clothing and linen that I wore or had contact with while I was sick. I've also managed to complete some of the life admin required around a flatmate moving out.
My body now firmly disputes my long-held belief that one meal a day as late in the day as possible is sufficient. It likes to convey its newfound belief - and the conviction I've been vertical too long at a stretch - with non-verbal cues like "Can I lie down now, please?"
I'm still napping at least once a day, despite sleeping relatively well through the night. The coughing has mostly subsided.
I'm contemplating a stroll to Boots tomorrow to get saline for my contact lenses as a test of my returning endurance.
On Friday, one of my lovely neighbours will take me to an Apple store to get my iPhone screen replaced. I'm impressed it took me until my third iPhone, and over eleven years, for me to damage a phone screen for the first time. I'm highly unimpressed I did something so incredibly stupid to cause additional unnecessary expense, especially at this time.
Hopefully, by the weekend, I'll feel up to cleaning the flat top-to-bottom, now that my flatmate has moved out. Even if it's one room at a time.
In the meantime, I'm also working on getting back to sharing photographs and other art with you daily. There's nothing more frustrating than having a finite amount of energy per day and life admin and chores needing to be prioritised over art.