Day 3

New job sent me a text to revise today. Since I'm still kind of loopy from the muscles relaxant, I thought it was rather confusing. What do I do with plurals, again? And verbs? Are they absolutely necessary?
I'm not sure it was my finer work. But I did my best. Here's hoping.

So, on day 3 of my confinement, I'm bored. I split my day between work and that book, a novel who is supposed to be about 9/11 but isn't. It's not a bad novel. It's not exactly riveting either. But it's on my list, and I intend to get rid of the list at some point in my life. Before I start a new one.

Did I say I'm bored? In a way, it's a good sign: I'm getting better enough to actually want to do things, but not well enough to actually do them.

It rained. All day. Or most of the day. That doesn't help fight the effect of the muscles relaxant, I'll tell you that.