It Wasn't the Plague.

thank you for all the well wishes.  i'm still working on emailing everyone back.  it's official.  i didn't die. 

this morning, i had a choice.  i could spend the 4th day in a row laying in bed feelng sorry for myself, or i could drag my sorry ass to the Massachusetts Sheep and Woolcraft Festival. since i was clearly in recovery, i opted for the latter.  a day spent vertically and in the fresh air would do me some good.

i lost steam relatively early in the day and headed home at a reasonable hour, surprising J.  when i'm out with my "lover"*  he no longer counts on me for dinner.  unfortunately, that means that i'm missing the blegger which is taking place as i type this.  *sigh*

i might have had enough energy to stop by webs on my way home though.

i'll tell you more about it tomorrow.  i'm going to bed.

*my "boyfriend" and i have progressed in our relationship.