Blah!

What better way to spend a three-day weekend than to have Himself down with flu and out for the count, and me starting with it as of this morning?

*sigh*

We had planned to finally make it out to Sinsheim to the technology museum out there, where there's an actual Concorde and Aeroflot's own copy of Concorde which is referred to as the Concordski. We were also going to head over to Roller and look for cheap kitchen cabinets and a length of plywood or countertop to finally start sorting out the desk area in the living room. The existing desk is ancient and not really big enough, there's nowhere to store the counter and there are so many power blocks (four European and two US, plugged in to a transformer which is housed inside a small cupboard) and wires down the back of it that it is all quite disorganised. So we were planning on putting in a counter from the pillar to the back wall, which is a good ten or twelve feet, I reckon - half the width of the house, put it that way, the downstairs being kind of open plan. This counter would be supported with some wood dividers, with kitchen cabinets underneath at either end for storage/hiding the transformer. We considered keeping the existing desk, knocking off the top and replacing it with a longer length of countertop, but it is really quite knackered, so....

I haven't exercised since Thursday, and Saturday and Sunday were not the best of days. I think I have probably eaten my weeklies already, put it that way! Feeling rather bloated at the moment, but I suspect my visitor is due in the next three to five days so that's no real surprise. I have snaffled a water tablet anyway, and will keep doing so in an attempt to beat the bloat and nip any stupid water gain in the bud.

With any luck, I can fight off whatever this lurgy may be and get back to exercising post-haste. I am enjoying the break, however, as my knees and ankles have been rather tight since Friday morning; I may have overdone it somewhat. It's a beautiful day out there, cold but sunny and crisp, I just don't feel up to going out in it. My head is pounding and tight across the forehead and top of my cheekbones, my chest is somewhat congested and I am just all-round bunged up-feeling. Not nice, but better than having a dripping nose, I suppose!

There's barbecue sauce-d pulled pork in the slow cooker for later; just a third of a two-pound pork loin joint I bought, a third of which was roasted and eaten on its own for last night's tea, a third cut into chops and frozen and the rest in the slow cooker. Chopped up a couple of onions, stuck the whole piece of pork on top and squeezed over about a half pint of barbecue sauce. Leave on low for sixteen hours or so, then pull apart with two forks, stir into the sauce and leave till you are ready to eat. No more liquid required than that. Lush, and so easy.