This is all I can muster today.
I ’ve been working for the past 12 hours and can’t breathe through my snout.
That description of my nose is about as lovely as I feel.
I can hardly taste my black bean soup to tell if I seasoned it properly.
Man, am I cantankerous!
I feel better now that I got to use one of my favorite words.
Thank you for that.
Hopefully I will get up on the right side of the bed tomorrow.
Y’all come back,