On the edge

I’ve been laid low for over a week with a bout of the flu, which seems to have gone to my chest. Everything’s taken a hit, including Blip, as it really affected my mood and creativity. I’m coming good now, and expect to back at work on Monday. I got to the stage where I was thinking work was a distant memory and was floating around at home without any anchor points (apart from my long-suffering partner, and the always-available-for-attention presence of the dog) Back at work my new kitchen hand was stepping up to the plate and filling in for me
(bless her). Nothing beats somebody having paid attention to earlier instruction. It’s paid off and I can concentrate on recovery.