Well, once again, nature has turned out to be a dick. We’re both knocked flat with what we hope are colds. She’s of the opinion that ‘ignorance is bliss’, and after reading the instructions for the covid test, so am I. I live out in the middle of nowhere, and if I need to stay away from people for a few days, well, I’m surprisingly good with that.

But, us guys turn into the biggest babies in the world when we’re sick, don’t we? I do. One of my biggest pet peeves is temperature. My ideal is around 60-65. And I get it, your mileage will vary. Mom likes it closer to oh… 80 or so. We occupy separate buildings, so this is generally not problematic. I heat and cool my spaces my way, she does her way, and it all works.

But, my body is rebelling. While it’s 62 in here as I type this, I’m freezing. In a little bit, when I go inside, I’ll be roasting. And it’s not even cold outside. So I’m doing what I can do, which is more or less being super-lethargic, grouchy, and bored.

I did catch a seriously cool sunrise this morning, though.

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