I’ve never been one to take a sick day from work unless it’s really necessary, but yesterday I just had to. My nose is all snuffly, my throat hurts, and I’m developing a dry cough that I know is going to be the kind that lingers for weeks. Sigh.
Sick days always feel like a giant waste of time. What’s the point in being at home if I can’t spend every second slaving over some renovation project? Isn’t that what people do when they’re not working??
Lunch was delicious, though. I made 15-Minute White-Bean Soup (adding celery and mashing the beans more than suggested—I like thick soups—so it really took more like 20 minutes) with a side of buttered toast. Buttered toast is the happiest food on Earth, isn’t it? Somehow it tastes even better when you cut it in half, too.
Cutting on the diagonal is reserved for grilled cheese sandwiches.