I slept a bunch last night, and felt a little better for it. I still have some sinus stuff going on, which I’ll probably carry in either my head or chest for the next few months.
It was bean burritos all day, but fewer than I would have expected. Between them, I cleaned up the living room and burned a bunch of brush in my backyard. Bác Vân was outside when I got things started and decided to come help. Together we managed to keep from burning down the whole neighborhood.
There’s always tomorrow.