Brrrrr.
This morning was frigid cold out. Bob walked in while I was typing my morning…
Just breathing is (still) more difficult than I anticipated.
Just breathing is more difficult than I anticipated.
We joined the Y. It’s nice. New clean machines. No weird smells. There’s a pool. And racquetball courts. I’m digging it.
I turned 50 two weeks ago. It wasn’t a big deal, but yes, I thought there would have been more confetti.