Out/House - Bound

I left the house last night, after a week (a week!) of recovery post-tonsillectomy.


(I saw MUSE play. It was awesome. Lasers. Physics.)


Surprisingly, being house-bound hasn't made me too stir crazy. I've been reading and playing silly computer games and counting down the days till my Viking arrives.


Being out and about is tiring though. I can't talk much either. I've been wearing stripey shirts and miming a lot...


I'm going to try heading out again tomorrow; first to the cricket and then to a clothes swap later on. Fingers crossed!