I woke up this morning trying not to swallow (what else is new? LOL JK). I had a sore throat, and it felt like I was swallowing glass. I instacarted some meds and went back to bed. By the time I woke back up, my order had been delivered. I was supposed to meet the delivery guy to show him my ID bc of the meds, but it looks like they were refunded bc they were sold out. Ugh. Like, it doesn’t have to be that exact brand. But he didn’t try to replace it, so I guess I’m just treating it with Throat Coat and Emergen-C 😅
I can count on one hand how many times I’ve gotten sick since Covid. I left my apartment Tuesday to drop off some goodies at Pammie’s before her surgery, and I left for not even an hour yesterday to go to the bank. Going to the bank downtown sucks, man. It was a 5-minute drive, but it took me 20 minutes to find street parking, 5 minutes to walk to the bank once I did find parking, the bank was inside a financial building that a security guard had to buzz me into, and when I went to the teller window, we were separated by bulletproof glass 😳 I haven’t had any physical contact with anyone all week, but I did roll up all the cash I got at the bank for coke Christmas gifts, so maybe it was from there.
I’ll just be at home drinking my Throat Coat and watching The Great British Baking Show if anyone wants to come over and be the big spoon.
