Someone to watch over me

After a 13 hour sleep of opioid fuelled dreams I declared myself on the mend.

So, the bedsheets and pillowcases were all removed for a boil wash and the new bedding put on. Finally, Nelson could return to his normal place. He doesn’t look too sure about it but I’ve reassured him.

I tried to wade through the work emails but still a bit of brain fog. So I watched some mandatory training videos and managed to squeak past the test. Hopefully that’s the only squeaking for a while.

Ruby came home later and made dinner, which was delicious although I didn’t overdo it on the portion size.