Monster flare up this week. Shaky, exhausted and in a significant amount of pain. Ugh.
Maybe the stress of moving my mom and dad triggered it?
Taking a self-care day. I made a pot of fancy Irish Breakfast Tea and good toast with honey and I painted my toes a super goth shade of dark purple even though my hands are way too unsteady and I had to wipe off all the smears with 4 Q-tips. Thank the holy dog it's not a work day because I would be useless.
Reading Elizabeth George's A Banquet of Consequences which has a Terrible Title but so far the book is quite good.