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Sick and tired

I've been sick this week, so that made me not want to do anything beyond watching TV. Judging by my acne and a slightly itchy spot on my belly, it's partly allergic reaction. I forgot some chips had milk and yeast in them. At least I realized before I ate the whole bag. It took a little bit for my body to react as it does often with food sensitivities, but I'm getting over it more quickly than I did a year ago, so my immune system is in much better shape. In previous years, my salivary glands would get blocked to the point that my ears would get infected and I'd need antibiotics, so I didn't hesitate to go to the clinic and have it looked at. The doctor told me I didn't need antibiotics as it wasn't bad enough and seemed to be clearing on its own. That is the first time that's happened.

Yesterday I pretty much managed to heat food up, sleep, and watch tv. I was on auto-pilot for the microwave part.

Well I got posts from October, November, and December 2013 copied into Scrivener. I have a bunch left to go, but I'm well underway. Five months worth done and nine to go. That's almost 22,000 words... My brain has started thinking about potential ways to use the old blog posts.

I'm excited to get back to my book soon, though it's good I'm getting time away to clean my house. I hate cleaning, but it's necessary. I know some of you think me insane for being excited to edit my book.

I think I may write a little on my alien conspiracy soon too as I'm dying to finish its first draft.

It's taken me way too long to type this. I better get to sleep.

Ciao,
R~

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