I don't feel really bad, not really good either. Just sort of achy and tired, soooooo, what's wrong with getting less done and taking two hour naps anyway?
It's kind of nice to putter around the mini Treehouse, do laundry, pick up things, organize some and so on.
My beloved books are still buried in boxes in storage, gotta do something about that eventually. I'll worry about that tomorrow, or maybe not.