Today I think is Costco day. Mainly for meat and also for gas and a nice walk around.
Today is the first day I have had the door to the terrace open. Or rather not closed. I keep it open at night unless it's going to be substantially below freezing. But then I close it in the morning when I come home from the pool. This morning I just left it open. The bird noises are messing with the cat. She's trying to be cool about it but not very successfully.
The terrace is covered with indoor/outdoor carpeting because my feet like that. It's a nice chocolate brown which shows zero city grit. But there are some dead leaves that have collected. I think, while I'm waiting for Costco to open, I'll get out there and clean up the leaves and give the carpet a bit of a vacuum.
I just got the email of what will be in my USPS mailbox today. This just tickles the heck out of me.
I feel much better today. I think the pre-sore throat thing was more a fixture of my imagination than one of my throat. My lungs are such that a cold or the flu could really take me out in a hurry and, at best, take for freakin' ever to get over. I'm very lucky to avoid both and I'd like to keep it that way.