I woke up with a nasty cold Saturday morning. It was to be expected as we had watched Abby a couple of days last week when she could not go to daycare because of a cold she had. Granddad just had to share.
We did our usual thing Saturday morning of getting up early to get Cindy and Mountain Creek Candles over to the Lake Nona Farmers Market by 7:30 am to set up. It had been raining most of the night and as soon as we arrived another band of showers came through. We sat in the car and waited to see if the weather would clear up or not. The rain stopped but the winds were gusting up to 20 mph and that can be rough on the canopy and candle products, so at 8:30 Cindy decided it wasn’t going to happen and we drove back home, stopping on the way to pick up some cold medicine because all the stuff I had in my bag was expired.
I then slept from 9:30 am to 3:30 pm and probably could have slept through the night but at the time I thought I should get up so I didn’t toss and turn all night. Hah! I did nothing but read until I fell back asleep around 9 pm and didn’t wake up until 7 am Sunday. After taking Cindy to the Lake Eola Market I came back home just sat in the chair watching TV shows I had DVR’d and napped a little bit until I picked her up at 5. Then I read some more, ate a couple of pieces of pizza, read some more and was in bed by 9:30 pm. Cindy woke me up at 8 am this morning and after a hot shower I was feeling well enough to take a 20 minute walk around the neighborhood with her and Bella.
I still feel a little punk, but am on the road to recovery.
One good thing about the cold was I didn’t feel like doing anything but reading, so it allowed me to make good progress in getting through my re-read of Stephen King’s “The Stand”; about 600 pages or so. I’m now up to page 990 of this 1450 page behemoth of a book. It’s been about 25 years since I first read it and I could remember wide swaths of the story but not all the details, which are coming back to me as I read.
I also thought it was kind of fitting in that the character Frannie has a journal and adds a “Things to remember” section at the end of each entry to remind her unborn child of items that no longer exist since the government-engineered biohazard has wiped out so much of what they took for granted. As I was reading, I was reminded of things which no longer exist 25 years since the book was first published, like Woolco department stores and Gainesburger dog food.
My further thought was that I was thankful that my cold/flu/whatever was not the fatal type that King uses in his story.
Here’s to health!