I’m home after my retreat and conference. I spent most of the last couple of days feeling under the weather, if not downright sick: coughing, hacking, wheezing, build-up of gunk in my throat and sinuses. This evening, I’m more or less back to normal. My lady thinks I was reacting badly to something in the air at the hotel, which was very hot and dry and stuffy and uncomfortable. I seem to be mostly better now.
I didn’t get to do tai chi until I got home from the hotel. It was fast, perfunctory, short, uncomplicated, casual. Not my best practice. I’m not up for much else at the moment; being mildly ill, and up until all hours of the night, has taken a lot out of me energetically. I’m ready for a night of sleep. A GOOD night of sleep. Here’s hoping I get it.
I’ve already received word that school is cancelled for tomorrow. The weather looks like it will cooperate this time in keeping up out of school; but we’ll see — we’ve had a couple of times in the last two decades at least when heavy snow was predicted; and we canceled school the night before only to wake to a snowless day. But this looks like a bad time. So, we’ll accept that it’s bad, and stay inside as much as possible.