This has been a strange day. Nothing is wrong at all, but it has just been odd.
I didn't want to do anything (see previous post), so I didn't. Well, I did a few things, but nothing of significance. I did a load of whites so I could wash the napkins from last night and I folded away a few clothes that I washed yesterday and didn't have time to put away. Otherwise, I've had a very lazy day.
I've watched TV. I've read. I took a short nap. I've snuggled with the dogs. Uhhhhh. Yep, that's about it. Very lazy, extremely unproductive day.
And I've nibbled at this and that all day. Nothing has satisfied my hunger. Something sounds good, and I fix it, and then when I eat it, it just leaves me flat. Nothing tastes as good as usual, regardless of what I try. I'm not hungry now, just unsatisfied. meh.
Mid afternoon I realized I was hurting. Not terribly, but I was aching and I realized I have a moderate fibromyalgia attack going on. I took Tylenol, and I am feeling better. I'm not sure if there is a connection between that and my appetite, but it is certainly possible.
It's only a little after 9:00 and I'm as exhausted as if I'd labored all day long! Not feeling top notch will do that to ya. Guess I'll go to bed. Night, all!