Coming Home to Kansas

Hello, my loves. I have nothing much to say except hello, I thinking of you, wondering what each day is like. We've been through a lot this last year and a half, haven't we? Some more than others.

Tonight I'm home with a nascent cold, which I would really like to get rid of before this weekend, which is a weekend of yoga with a visiting teacher that I've been waiting for. That sentence seems a little unwieldy. I'll leave it. I'm watching No Reservations and drinking hot ginger tea, and taking some truly awful tinctures. We'll see.

Today I got paid, and wanted to go buy some expensive yarn. I resisted.

What did you do today? This one day, sometime in November?