Whining

I am now well enough to take a shower and feel worn out afterward. I am well enough that I am OH MY GOD SO DONE with being sequestered on the couch, but if I get up to Do Stuff, I become very tired and woozy. Yes, staxxy, I know that feeling better is not the same as entirely well. I'm still going to sulk about it.

Oh! For those of you who wanted to know what the KIB balm I mentioned was: staxxy makes a fantastic balm named Kiss It Better that works very well on sore muscles, headaches, cramps, scrapes, burns ... look, it's a miracle in a jar, and I have a stockpile. Stax, I can't remember if you have a post explaining about it, because I am fuzzy-brained at the moment.

My vague plan for today involved possibly cutting out a skirt and doing some sewing. After my lovely, but very tiring, shower, I suspect that I need to abandon that vague plan. Maybe I can do some hand-sewing project while flopped on the Couch of Sequestering. Hmmph.

Ooh, distraction!

The Stroppy One, proving yet again that he is indeed the Best Husband Ever, gave me a get-well soon present. (Another one, I should say, because he gave me a copy of Blueberry Girl by Neil Gaiman earlier in the week.)

This present? The Blu-Ray of A Company Of Wolves, which is one of my favorite movies ever. Yes, even though it's a werewolf movie. Have I mentioned how much I like Angela Carter's writing? I have a battered copy of The Bloody Chamber that sits on my comfort reading shelf; if only someone would make a movie similar to A Company Of Wolves out of "The Lady In The House Of Love"!