Pretty much says it all. I am still coughing, weeks later. The puffer is sometimes useless. I may as well be taking it orally for all the good it's doing me.
After work tonight we grabbed a meal at the Chinese place in Clayton Park, the one close to the Lawton's Drugs. From there we went to Costco where we got some provisions for the upcoming storm. You know, the one that is supposed to end life as we know it in Nova Scotia.
We were both tired this evening. I am glad I bundled up the cardboard boxes Sunday night, so they can go out Tuesday morning. Along with that is the vegetation that has gone bad around the kitchen. It is a sin to waste food, but sometimes we just misplace stuff and it gets forgotten about. I don't like to make excuses, so I don't.
So, we're supposed to get this terrible storm on Wednesday morning. I am not sure how it will pan out. If it is really bad, I will work from home that day. But I have found that most of the really bad storms are seldom as bad as the weather forecasters around here make them out to be. I remain skeptical until I hear more details.
I am going to turn in for the evening. I have to work a few extra hours tomorrow, plus Wednesday and Thursday. Won't be home until quite late all three nights. You understand.
See you tomorrow, my lovelies.