Sick Sunday

Yesterday I thought I was getting better. Today I don't feel that way. I have no energy, my cough is dry and a bit painful and I can tell my breathing doesn't feel quite right. Ugghhhh, please spare me from anything serious.

I've spent the day on the white couch, wiped out. MK is on nightshift so when he got up and had 'breakfast' he took the girls outside. It's a lovely day here - mild and sunny. And I've not taken advantage of it one bit.

But more importantly I've done no jobs. None of the jobs I *should* be doing. Like cataloging that babystuff so I can post it for sale. Let alone work on clearing out a cupboard, or something similar.

Yesterday I took the girls into town for lunch. MK had slept in till 10am (privilege allowed when he's about to start nightshift) and he wasn't keen to do much. So we left just before noon, and he got stuck into his wardrobe. Lots of sorting and tossing.

We had lunch at Manora, which was quite nice. The girls had the menu enfant - breaded chicken and chips, a drink and balloon for Sf5.90 - and I had the medium size salad plate (salad buffet for just under Sf8, as much as you can fit on your plate).

Afterwards the girls wanted to watch some buskers in St Francois, and I saw Kris S who is looking amazing after having her 3rd daughter, Sophia, 7 weeks ago.

As a treat I bought the girls a gaufre each, and had to have some myself. Love that waffle! We looked in Globus (all the renovations are finished on the ground floor), and Interio (all changed around on it's ground floor). Had to stop at Manor for a toilet break (Lily) before catching the bus home. Got back just before 4pm having only bought 3 cards from Globus. Hmmmm, might have to go back in by myself and have one last shop in Lausanne.

I must have felt alright as last night, before MK went into work at 7.30pm, I went for my jog. Certainly don't feel like doing that today.