I had wondered if I would be fit for work today, but covid insomnia is still raising its head. I was reading the Big Issue at 3 , so took a valerian tablet, then took another at 4. So work didn’t happen.
I ran out of milk, so put jeggings on over my pjs, coat with hood up and proper mask and slowly walked to the petrol station; I bet I looked a state. But I could have a cuppa when I got home.
Later I had a covid “upset tummy” all evening. I watched a cute film on iPlayer called Mr Cheng between visits to the bathroom.
Getting fed up with covid now, I really didn’t want to experience every symptom.
Selena bought me a bowl of nibbles, but they may have to wait until tomorrow.