"Nothing was so likely to do her good as a little quiet cheerfulness at home." ~ Jane Austen
This week was not how I intended it to be. One week ago I had visions of powering through recipe testing for the book and getting a good jump on my Christmas baking. None of that happened. Instead, I woke up last Friday with what felt like knives hanging out in my throat. No amount of honey or tea would soothe it. Next day the tickle at the back of the throat started and so came on the incessant cough that stole my sleep for the better part of this week. That, combined with congestion and aching bones kept me out of the kitchen and away from the computer, except for deadlines which had to be kept. There's not much one can do with a foggy brain and aching body except cozy up on the couch and watch movies until you drift off, only to be awakened by the soft padding of kitten paws rearranging themselves on your legs. This bit of forced rest has done me good - a reminder to not get too overloaded this holiday season. Lord knows there will be busier days ahead, but if I need to take a break and watch Little Women, then so be it.
