I’ve decided I will sit today out.
The stress of the smoke and not being able to do anything about it is beginning to wear on me.
For now, the solutions are to keep the doors open, with the A/C on, keep the inhalers handy along with allergy eye drops and nasal spray and hope Chuck does something to stop the assault. I shouldn’t have to put up with this. I would take some Benadryl for the eye and nose irritation but that stuff is insidious.
So. In digging around last night I found a little notebook that I was going to use for something, but it will work for this. As long as it’s documented.
It’s funny that so many people say, “I should be able to do what I want, as long as it doesn’t affect other people,” and they are so unaware that they are affecting other people. Like with their dogs, or their music, or their smoking.