Woke up in the middle of the night soaking wet, had to get up and
change my shirt. Must've had a fever. Better this morning but neck still bothering and voice still
very deep.
At least
I had no problem sleeping, which as far as I am concerned is the best escape from discomfort that there is.
I'd crawl back into bed this morning, too, if I could, in spite of having been up long enough to have a bath and make a pot of coffee. But all hands are needed at the newspaper as it's production day and there is a press deadline to meet. I'll look forward to a date with my pillow later.
Someone posted this on FB and I have sent it to many of my ambitious and crafty friends for inspiration:
