I declare today SICK DAY.

AHH it actually feels really nice to just lounge around at home. Its usually really hard for me to do this with out feeling immense guilt about how I should be doing "something". What is this something, anyways, always nagging. Is relaxing not something?  I really do love to be in my home. I would consider myself very much a home body.
I love the little details you find in people's homes that reflect how they are lived in, and who the person is of course. It has been a hard adjustment living with someone, and not having control over my surroundings. But the fact is that homes are meant to be lived in. Which mean dirty dishes and unmade beds will happen. And so will sick days.