It was a rainy day in my little corner of Florida today.
It rained all day. And I just enjoyed the peacefulness of the patter against the windows. It was a day indoors.
I read some. I wrote some. I did a couple sewing projects. I talked on the phone. I watched a bit of television. I made myself a list of the things I have to do in the coming week, but I did not start on any of them.
My knee is still painful if I bump it (and I bump it often, it seems). There is still a large lump over my left eye and a small one above my lip. The bruises are fading little by little. None of it is painful anymore except for the knee. I apply arnica. A woman I met at the library the other day said she's had cosmetic surgery that left her face quite bruised and her doctor told her to eat fresh pineapple. So I have tried that. It tastes good, if nothing else, and it helps with a feeling of hydration.
My Sunday was a day of rest and recuperation facilitated by the rain.