My knees are acting up again, or still. That settles it; no more leg extensions. It rather feels like I'm falling apart today, with my cold and my knees. My spirit is up, I'd say. Not bad. Getting along. I can foresee a lost weekend just because I am not feeling well. But I will make efforts nevertheless.
Ridiculous. I am sneezing and sniffling and my eyes are starting to water.
I helped some people at the counter this aft and my nose was running. I had to grab a tissue from Elsa to stop the flow. The young woman asked if I had allergies and I said no, a cold, and I thought, geez, she thinks I'm going to give it to her now. Great public service.
So I'm sitting in my nightdress, vegging. Watching Animal Precinct. Being sat on by one cat, then the other.