I’m still sick… It’s moved from my nose down into my throat and lungs. My voice started out rather husky this morning and got progressively raspier all day. The last time this happened was when I spent all night camping out for Phantom Menace tickets. (For those of you that have seen the news footage, I sound exactly like I did that morning when I started croaking and raving like a psychopath about Han and Leia.) Snookums is now experiencing the extremely rare and rather unsettling phenomenon of Non-Talking Kris, as I’m going mute in the hopes of preserving a little voice for work tomorrow.
But in somewhat brighter news, my legs and feet are finally adjusting to standing all day. I took Amy‘s advice last week and got myself a pair of Kumfs. They’re not the sexiest shoes in the world but they make a world of difference.