It’s hard to handle one day at work with this.
I have four more to go through, now.
Coughing up a lung. At least laryngitis hasn’t set in. And hopefully, it won’t. But I’ll be barely managing at work this week, it looks like.
Perhaps I’ll be wrong. But I digress.
Sink is still busted. Going to listen to some music before I crawl into bed.
Otherwise, the heat is taxing. I hate allergies. And cottonwood trees are out to end me, I’m pretty certain of that.
At least I’m getting paid on Friday…
Wish me luck, dear reader. ❤ I need it.
~ a little white dove