Well. I'm living the life of old age at middle age. Turns out that I may have long Covsshh according to my check up. Most of the symptoms are gone, but I'm beyond fatigued and any kind of walk is like running a marathon. It's been like that for weeks. I get dizzy sometimes wobbly, I feel better, make plans, the next day exhaustion and a bad mood. I'm competing with cats when it comes to nap time.
Despite negative tests and as I suspected this "cold" that is going around isn't. So. At more or less the last minute I convinced spouse to just enjoy the festivities, I was going to stay home. Wanted to work in my art journal, clean and organize and watch a movie.
Hahaha haha.
More like Flash in this:
https://youtube.com/watch?v=4aUC1VZQE1E
The reality? I took a nap. Woke with a headache. Couldn't find my glue stick. Exhausted by looking for it. No longer felt like arting. Ate something.
Went for a walk. I think they stretched the street. Walked by a house that had already taken the decorations down. Who is that uptight? I liked their lights. Returned after 20 minutes, but felt better. Watched a movie aaaaand fell asleep. Again. Remembered where the glue stick was when I woke.
FML.
Here's my art installation titled:
Stars on Snow Blanket (that I forgot to put up)
Send me some good wishes. Art. Jokes, anything cheerful and wear a mask please. I'm supposed to rest some more. Sigh.
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