Got up this morning and started a pot of coffee and decided I should go ahead and open the side doors to the garage and get some fresh air circulating out there only to discover that although the air is somewhat fresh it is absolutely hoomid as our daughter would say when she was about three years old. Somehow, when you say it like that it feels worse!
Thank you God for a snug, cozy home with a state of the art heatpump and AccuClean whole house filter. My lungs and windpipe are letting me know I had a breathing tube snaked down my throat yesterday afternoon and I have no business being outside when it’s humid enough to drown frogs.
At some point I will need to go to town for a few things and pick up the mail at the Post Office but I’m in no hurry. We have a full pot of coffee and hot oatmeal cereal for breakfast. I’ll be tackling the laundry today and working on my red socks and an inkle band.