Dealt with what appeared to be a case of food poisoning yesterday. Went to work briefly in the middle of the day but otherwise slept and read and was sick. Mom came by in the evening, bringing me rice pudding and tapioca pudding and tea and keeping me company for a while, which was greatly appreciated. Chuck stopped by later and made me a soft egg on toast and also helped top up the water on the fishtanks, which were all getting low. (A stomach that's been throwing up during the day can't abide lifting large buckets of water. Funny that.)
As mom predicted, I'm feeling mostly better today, though I'm still having just a banana for breakfast, maybe some rice pudding later in the morning.
Bill is anticipated to likely be home by the end of the week.
I have not yet solved world hunger, nor world peace, nor gotten all the house projects done that I intended to do this year, nor gotten caught up on SFOHA and other fannish obligations. I like to be ambitious, but I'm trying not to be too hard on myself.