Superman and I spent yesterday remembering and watching war movies and documentaries. We were also nursing our colds and just generally taking it easy. I made chicken stew and we split a bottle of wine at dinner. We really just relaxed all day, in fact SM didn't even get out of his jammies. I also managed to get to the very bottom of the laundry basket. The very, very bottom is mostly filled with his single socks and my very best underwear. I do manage to stay fairly caught up with my laundry since I have the stacking washer and dryer right in the hall now. I mean I really have no excuse do I? Still, for some reason I rarely make it to the very bottom of the basket. I must try to do better.
This morning I woke up feeling "chesty" as we like to call it. My cold didn't last too long but my chest is definitely congested. I took one look outside and just didn't know if I should go to the park and workout with my bootcamp buddies. The thought of rolling around on the cold wet ground seemed too much to bear but after talking to Lorna I decided to go anyway and just come home if I felt poorly. Turns out I didn't feel too bad after I started working out and it was much milder and dryer than I thought it would be. I felt a bit shaky at times but I really put in a pretty good effort and just felt great about doing it when I was all done.
I guess it was the best thing for me because I don't feel like I have a cold anymore and my chest feels better too.
I've been thinking about getting a kitty but I have to admit I just hate dealing with litter and don't really have the space for a litter box. If I could actually train the little feller to go on the toilet, now that would be awesome. Does anyone know anybody who ever managed to pull this off?