This now four-day-long nasty cold and the heavy atmosphere of this weekend are kicking my rear big time. I cannot wait for this bug to leave, it feels like its making everything twenty times more difficult to deal with. I'm so anxious to get out and have fresh air and feel like a human again instead of a blob of exhausted, stuffy, goopy, heavy-headed heavy-hearted blahness. The next few days are likely to be just as dreary with the coming of the wake and funeral, despite whether or not my body is feeling better.
For breakfast today I had pancakes made with pumpkin, two eggs, and spices. Topped them with a small bit of chopped cashews and kerrygold.
Lunch was a cup of leftover pumpkin chili (I'm working my way through leftover pumpkin from this) which consisted of the aforementioned squash, grassfed mince, red peppers and tomatoes from the garden, garlic, shallots, onions, and spices and herbs.
Dinner, I'm not sure yet. I have a mahoosive salad made up that I could top with whatever. There's also leftover chicken paprikash, and I have tomatoes that I could make a small bit of soup with. Plenty of options. Right now I have no appetite whatsoever so it's possible dinner might be skipped.
For the time being, it's lemon ginger tea, a blanket, a book, and fingers crossed that this bugger gets the heck out of my system soon.