Once again (to Scout’s delight) I stayed home from work, as I was still positive yesterday evening and still positive this evening too; I have only a bit of a cough now but with any luck, I’ll be negative by tomorrow morning. That being said, I took full advantage of the fact that I was feeling better to do more writing and cleaning up today — and getting a few hundred words on the page yesterday was such a relief.
Leaving my phone in the other room on silent was too.
It was just me and the page, my imagination, a jumble of words.
Scout kept walking back and forth over the keyboard for the first twenty minutes of my attempt at writing yesterday (while I spluttered and laughed in despair), but seemed to understand, eventually, that he should just let me focus, and went to lie down and relax, still in sight. It was an afternoon, like many, in which we shared a companionable silence.
So far today I only managed a few sentences before I had to go lie down and take a nap and when I woke up decided to start preparing a bunch of loads of laundry (which I won’t be able to go out and do until I’m negative) and do more cleaning and vacuuming to try and make this place feel less stuffy. While I was rummaging through things in a drawer, Scout decided to lounge on the v-kei magazine piles and ended up looking like a fluffy little dragon guarding his hoarde of gold.
