A Day of Recuperation

Yesterday, we went to the zoo. I have been feeling run down the past few days (with a little cold, I think, or possibly intense allergies) so it wasn't the smartest move, but I was feeling cooped up and Remy loves the zoo and M had a rare weekday off (he'd planned to meet a plumber, who flaked) and we just made a spur of the moment decision to go. We have a membership, so we don't mind going for only a few hours.

The zoo was fun, as usual, but also more exhausting than I expected. I went to bed at 8 and was asleep by 9.

And I'm still tired today. Felt like poo most of the day. Thank the 'Verse for meds or I'd have been wrecked.

I'm going to bed early again. I know when to say when. Sometimes.

Still, it was pretty much worth it to go to the zoo. A butterfly landed on my hat and I saw a pea-chick.

Plus, that smile is worth having to take a day or two of recuperation. Goodness!

Yup. Totally worthwhile.