Welcome to Sunday

The headaches started at 8:15. Oy! I’ll be glad when they’re 15 miles away.

The current news was pathetic. The U.S. has gone from bad to worse, both governmentally and among individual journalistic whiners. I just am not interested in Google News or any other newsfeeds this morning. If I need whine with my cheese, I’ll have it delivered from the store, thankyouverymuch.

I had Sean’s newsletter, though, and my Morning Brew. I’m happy. Lots of positivity and excellent sarcasm.

Today I’m wearing my knee braces. I’m setting up my elevated Stairstepper. I’m dusting off my hand manipulators. When your husband worries/observes that it looks like you’re failing more physically, it’s time to do something about it.

It’s time to stop being a lazy bum.