Seriously, how do people on bedrest do it? I’m going out of my mind!
Of course it doesn’t help that it’s been in the 90’s every day this week and our apartment’s central air is so crappy that it doesn’t seem to make it to the bedroom. I sweat like a pig everyday until the sun goes down and I can open the window and pray for a breeze. I have to get up every few hours to hose myself off and then I eat my weight in my new obsession – root beer float flavored frozen yogurt.
I’m probably better suited to the bedrest than most since I’m a crafty gal. I’m currently crocheting a bag, knitting a scarf, and crosstiching some stockings, plus I’ve got some word searches and plenty of books, and a TV in the bedroom at the moment, and none of those things can hold my interest. I’m sick to death of all of them.
I think I just need to spend some time in some decent air conditioning and my crankiness may go away.