I knew that anything I wrote yesterday was likely to be a complaint and bound to turn into a whine, so I forced myself to be silent and spare you all of the grumbling.
I rose mid-morning to care for Tigger who continues to hold his own. Then, I went back to bed – and stayed there until nearly 1 p.m., not like me at all. That was due in part to the muscle relaxer I took Saturday night, in an attempt to soothe my aching back, something neither ibuprofen nor Tylenol seemed to touch. It worked.
It’s warm this morning, near 50, and the dampness is thick in the air. It is supposed to be 70 today and even warmer tomorrow. They had surprisingly good weather Saturday for downtown St. Louis’ St. Patrick’s Day parade and drew record crowds. Looks like it will be even better for tomorrow’s Ancient Order of Hibernians parade in Dogtown. I would love to go but don’t dare take the time off right now.
I’ll probably take some vacation days next month though. Really need to get started on some projects around here.
In the meantime, I'm off to earn a paycheck.