"Poor buddy" would be me. I woke up this morning with a terrible dizzy feeling and couldn't get out of the bed. What's weird is that I was dreaming about people drinking too much and being dizzy. It's interesting how we incorporate our waking moments in with our dreams.
Part way through the day I was able to knit on the Central Park Hoodie a little (Debby has challenged me to a friendly race!) and get on the laptop. I'm feeling a bit better tonight and am sitting at the computer for a few minutes. I'm hoping that tomorrow I'll be fully recovered. I have a lot of house cleaning to do for my mom's visit, which begins this Wednesday. (This visit keeps sneaking up on me. The guest bedroom bed is made, but Mom really won't be able to walk into the room because of all the old school papers that are in it.)
Time to get back in bed and back to the hoodie. I know I won't finish first, but it'll be fun to try!