I seem to have contracted some kind of DEATHFLU(tm). Although it’s still pretty hard to tell if the aching body thing is my normal aching body, or aching because of whatever hellish virus I have managed to contract. I am coping pretty well and driving Daniel nuts with repeated requests for tea, drawings of ponies and velociraptors, and assistance getting the cats the hell off me so I can get out of the recliner and go to the bathroom. Meanwhile I can’t really breathe through my nose and just walking from my chair to the bathroom and back is exhausting. Whatever this is needs to stop it, right now.
In other news, we are TWO DAYS from lockdown on the eggs, with hatching to begin sometime Friday, theoretically. Cross your fingers for the baby chickens!