7/1: kept in the wings
I (somehow!) have come down with a cold. Luckily, I had told myself to keep a spare guilty-pleasure book on my shelf for a just such circumstances. So once I admitted to myself that I was truly not going to be able to be up and about today, I took the book off my shelf and tucked myself in bed (which seems an odd thing to do when it's 100 degrees outside). Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day kept me great company.