I changed the sheets on the bed, did a load of landry and put it away. Made a new shirt - same pattern as the hedgehog one but with a turtleneck instead of a hood. I love that pattern. Then I gathered up all the trash and made a trip down to the dumpster. That last bit was the only bit that got COPD'd. I had to stop and breathe a bit before I could get back up here. I'm taking the rest of the day off.
I'm guessing tomorrow will be even better and maybe I can try to swim again on Saturday.
I wrote to the membership guy at the gym on Saturday and told him I would have to cancel my membership and asked for some of my money back. I have not gotten a reply. I'm guessing I won't. Their website says you need to go in and cancel face to face. I'm cool with that. But, there's really no hurry. I'm sure I will not get any money back at all. Those wonderful swims I had will turn out to be very expensive ones. Oh well. It's the cost of breathing. And I do love breathing.
I need milk and cream and cash and bread. And I still haven't gotten to the ATM yet. Clearly 'need' isn't the right word here cause I've done fine without and will still be without tomorrow. Oh well, at least I have a list!