I have a terrible habit of getting sick right after I get home from holiday. I don’t mean to do it (I certainly don’t enjoy being stuck in the house blowing my nose all day) but it happens like clockwork after a few days away. Perhaps it’s all the unfamiliar foreign germs or just how thin I wear myself when sightseeing, but unfortunately, today is no exception to my miserable rule. (I suppose I should be grateful that I don’t get sick before my holidays, or worse, during them.)
In any case, today is a bit of a write-off for me. I plan on staying in my pj’s until the mid-afternoon, drinking copious amounts of tea, watching Snow White and the Huntsman on the Apple TV, and catching up on some reading.