The Best Laid Plans

It seems like forever since I was last here.

A quick catch-up may be in order.

We had a vast amount of snow here that the Highway Agency seemed little prepared for.

I managed to get home for Christmas - who knew a person could love Chiltern Railways and NXEA?

I had a lovely couple of days catching up with Em who I've not seen since we finished college last June

I had the most fabulous Christmas ever with Rose and Boy. It was even better than the last Christmas I spent at Palais de Roses (which had been my favourite ever Christmas). We ate fabulous food, drank gorgeous wine and I spent time with some of the people I care most about and think of as family. We caught up, laughed an awful lot (sometimes at each other) and look fabulous in our jammies. I give thanks to the Universe that I'm so blessed.

Then I spent a couple of days with Mummy G who I've not seen in ages. I realised that one of my "resolutions" is to try and get home more often and spend time with these fabulous folks.

Eventually I went back to base and prepared for Britswitch's visit. She came and spent New Year with me which was an incredibly sedate affair. Alot of the time was spent knitting and plotting world domination.

So that was about 2 weeks of running around the country and enjoying the much soothing company of friends. But that was all part of the plan. I have 3 weeks off from Uni - 2 weeks of relaxing and then 1 week of Uni work.

And then I got sick. I have a pile of knitting that I was going to do for my project before going back tomorrow. Nothing too taxing and perfectly achievable within 7 days. Monday I started. Except I fell in love with the pattern I was supposed to "butcher" so had to have a re-think. Tuesday I started with pattern No. 2. All was fine and I made progress. I went out in the evening and had a lovely time. When I got home, I was a bit cough-y but put it down to the change in air temperature. I was wrong. Wednesday and Thursday I spent curled up feeling dreadful. I was too tired to even knit! Friday I felt brighter and caught up with some urgent jobs and a bit of knitting. At this point mild concern had set in. I knew I wouldn't be able to achieve all jobs for Uni so I had to start prioritising. Fine. All ok. Then I went to bed last night and lay awake until about 4am. And 2 hours sleep has left me feeling drained. Not industrial strength rocket fuel is helping. My cold has travelled upwards and left my head feeling fuzzy and spacey. B tells me I can't help being sick and my course mates will not have done anything over the holidays and yet .... *sigh*

I keep thinking that I should have done some work sooner but I'm too tired for rational thought. I'm going back to bed. At least if I feel like this tomorrow, I'm staying at home.

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