I’ve taken Vlad, Frank, and the Montoya girl to VBS. Next I’ll get my music things together and go to Asuncion’s to plan. I’ll take the car and get Bill a tank of gas, too, not that he deserves it.
Maybe Bill should be encouraged to look for work while he has gas in the tank. Maybe.
I’m going to lie down for a bit, as I’m having some slight chest pains.
Since there is nothing wrong with my heart, I have decided that my weak lungs are to blame for the angina. When I was a toddler, I had pertussis, and I believe that’s why I need the nebulizer. Of course, I’m not a doctor, but logic dictates that I’m very close to the truth on this.
In a bit, I will have a breathing treatment.