Optimism. The feeling you get when you’re driving across Wyoming and the high-wind- warning goes from 60+ miles per hour gusts to 40+. Small things.
So, you know how it’s trying to be kinda – almost spring? I’ve been wondering all winter why my skin is so dry. Never once did I ask myself if my furnace humidifier was working. It says on the “smart” thermostat that it was humidifying. Wrong. It’s not been working at all since I installed the new humidifier filter. My fault. Totally my fault. What makes me mad, though, is not doing something wrong ( I won’t know what I did until the furnace guy comes out to check it), but the fact that I never thought to go look at it. I just lathered on more and more lotion and wondered if this was a by-product of the aging process. Duh.
I’m not sure I should be doing re-writes when I feel so lousy, but they’ve got to be done, so that’s what I’m doing. You do what you gotta do!
Seventy-five degrees one day, blizzard warnings for the next. This crazy weather makes it so difficult for any ranchers trying to calve or lamb right now. Feeling the way I do with this upper respiratory hacking bronchial cough, it’s always a wonder to me how the babies survive. Mother Nature hasn’t been in the mood to give anyone a break of late.
Well, my daughter is gone so it’s just me and the grandkids. As they say in Vegas… This always worries the kids, but so far I have a 100% track record in giving the grandkids back alive, and we always have a good time. AND I don’t charge. What more can they want? Well, that was a dumb question to ask, wasn’t it?