We are not an adventurous lot this week. I had nightmares about being sent to the wrong mammogram place, and G didn’t feel well all night long. Me, I’m practicing my deep chest coughs, and wielding my sneezes as hidden as I can while militantly trying to banish the cold.
No pool, yes, work hidden in the back room for three hours, and a semi quiet evening at home. G has to go out and turn over the BBQ, at last, to a reliable person. Thank heavens someone volunteered. I was getting a bit militant about asking folks to take the commitment too. Some ran away at my approach. LOL