Yes. Iโm still โunder the weatherโ, illing, sick and crappy. This virus is clinging to me like a smell on a skunk sprayed dog (or cat if you prefer). Frankly I thought it was beat but each morningโฆ head fog, coughing, congestion, sneezing, achy body. You know, a flu. I wonder how much extra cash the Kleenex peddlers make from October to February. Hmm. Iโm working from home -hoping- I wonโt have to go up to the University today. Waiting for e-mail to decide my fate.
Damn cat
The cat was meowing for canned (wet) foodโฆ So I walked to the store to get her some. I come home, open a can, put it down for herโฆ andโฆ ~sniff~ ~sniff~ and walks away. Gah. Ingrate. I have no idea now which wet food it is she likes.