Under-maintained

Spent a large part of the day sleeping. Woke up feeling like this house looks. Sore, scratchy throat. Dog tired. Sleep is the only thing that helps, so sleep is what I did. I finally crawled out from hibernation around four, sick of being prone and, well, sick. Few loads of laundry, kitchen clean-up, mail sort. A fraction of what I wanted to accomplish today. Something about a willing mind and a body that had other ideas. This happens when I've been going too hard for too long. My body goes on strike and a forced shut-down occurs. Work tomorrow is a toss-up. We'll see what the morning brings.