Duvet day going pretty well so far in that its lunchtime and I've not really moved. The blurb on the back of the book reads 'her darkest work, equally convincing in its evocation of the icy, unendurable landscape without, and the chilling interior landscapes of damaged souls'. So I've not really made much headway with that and instead snoozed to have nightmares about a hit man hiding my daughter in the biggest musical instrument case imaginable. My head hurts from the unusual napping by day so I really should stop hiding and go and get some fresh air. Not just yet tho. I'm building up my reserves for this time next week when I'll be just getting to the choir destination, only we are not then back til 1am.
I think the transition to my new phone has worked ok but it doesn't yet feel right. I've managed to install Skype on my tablet too so maybe I'm not as incompetent as I think?
Headache developed into full blown tension headache with vomiting so I've barely moved anywhere all day. Can't help but feel its a waste of a day. Good job kids are old enough to fend for themselves.
And it turns out there is no escape - even under a duvet with a splitting headache the world can shout. The next duvet day I plan will involve a remote spot with no internet or mobile signal. Good job there is singing all day tomorrow.
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