Stuck home sick again.
Think I’m starting to get cabin fever. Not up to doing very much, but sick of doing nothing. Wish I was back at work today. It’s nice and sunny, and in about an hours time my Friday afternoon shift would have started, and I like that shift. There’s nothing wrong with liking ones job is there?
As for the day, I wandered in the kitchen, looking for something to eat which fitted the doc’s advise of what to eat for the next few days, looked out the window, and there were police everywhere. Even some walking around with big ass guns.
They seemed to have been concentrating on a house a few doors down the next street. They are mostly gone now, just one undercover car still parked there.
As for what I’ve been doing to amuse myself, well not much as I don’t feel great, but I did decide to nugget my boots. I like my boots, i think I spent more on then than any other single piece of clothing or foot ware I own, so I’m going to look after them. Soon I guess I have to go back and polish them, but that seems like more hard work in my condition.