Herself: Some days the allergies win. I used to be just like this as a kid when visiting my friends. No ComicCon this year. The tickets were all sold out by noon on Saturday. It’s the first one we have missed in years.
Then it was off to PT Sergeant. It was to be the last one…..instead he wants two weeks more, so there will be a delay while he gets approval. Now that I am semi recovered from the bronchitis, it’s back to the pool and stretches most mornings before the day will officially begin….an hour plus in the mornings, and half an hour every evening. It’s worth it if I can walk.
I ate lunch in the greenness of Presidio Park before coming home to work on an essay for the writing class. I used that February first entry as a base for a history of the Los Angeles Union Station…..four double spaced pages with five illustrations plus one half page of citations. Actually, she says, it’s not a bad read at all as I managed to make it personal not technical.
What was bad was that I am allergic to the computer room.
Achooooooooooooo!!!! Cough, cough!!!! I catch on to these things only slowly only after I’ve lost my voice and can’t stop blowing my nose. Instead of writing today, I will first clean the computer room. Death to the dust mites and their poo is my mantra for the morning. At least the carpet is clean….achooooooooo!!!!