Another perfectly beautiful day and I've been inside feeling somewhat miserable for all of it. I have not felt better today and in fact, a little worse. It's not terrible but it's not great either. The only things I've done outside are to dump compost, pick salad greens, and cut camellias to bring in. I don't hurt anywhere and I'm not coughing my lungs out and I'm not totally congested but I'm achy and slow and my eyes are gritty and my brain is so foggy that it feels like everything's been wrapped in wet gauze.
If I still feel bad tomorrow I'll do another covid test but I really don't think that's it. Mostly I just feel like I'm wasting time, you know? These gorgeous days and me just sitting around and being useless. I know, I know- that's what I need to be doing but why couldn't I have been sick last week when it was so gray and gloomy?
Too bad you can't arrange your illnesses around the weather forecast.
There's nothing wrong with my appetite though. This morning I decided that what I really wanted to eat was some soybeans with the delicious goop on it, based on the recipe from the Farm cookbook. You know- the mayonnaise, soy sauce, and garlic powder sauce? To me, that is comfort food. So I started cooking the small amount of the beans I had in my little grains and beans refrigerator this morning in my beautiful white pot that I'm still completely enamored of. Soybeans take the longest of all beans to cook, probably because they have the most protein.
With my soybeans I also wanted some sort of healthy hippie bread and that is actually coming along nicely. Whole wheat, oat bran, etc.
Honestly, it's easier to be under the weather if he's gone anyway. He's not a demanding husband but I do have that slightly unhealthy need to please and if he's not here, that is not a problem.
I've got some frozen shrimp that'll thaw out in minutes. I might make some barbecued shrimp to eat with that healthy hippie bread, thus undoing all health benefits involved. That's okay. I'll eat some salad too.