I’ll leave the breakfast at 0930, if the crowds haven’t already thinned out. The big celebration in next weekend at the Stake Center, but I don’t have a folding chair and seating is extremely limited in the pavilion. It promises to be a good outing.
The earliest I can get my pills is 0900, but the earliest I can get to the library is 1000. Usually, when the two errands fall on the same day, I go to the pharmacy around 0945 and by the time they’re done in there, I’ll have time to drive to the library (1.5 miles) and wait a minute for them to open.
If I leave the breakfast around 0900, I’ll still have 45 minutes to kill. Which is why I’m dreading this whole morning. I hate having to come home and then leave again.
The bed has been changed except for the pillows, but the pain was just too much. So I fixed some tea and here I am.
I’m having trouble breathing this morning. David-the-smoker has been gone since yesterday, so I don’t have his smoke to deal with at the moment. My lungs just can’t handle his smoking. I feel the need of a nebulizer but I’m trying to muddle through until the move because I don’t want the expense of the co-pay on the machine or the meds.
Unnngh. At least you’ve got a break from the smoke!