OK, I admit it. I am a card-carrying hypochondriac. It’s the down-side of having a really powerful imagination. With all this talk about a possible pandemic, I notice every ache and pain. I ask questions like, “Is it just me, or is this room too warm?” I imagine scenes of world-wide destruction. I recall severe Biblical warnings about plagues and pestilences.
Until I get bored with myself, that is. Then I do something constructive, like write, read, or do art.
Sadie has officially lost 10.2 pounds–about 5 to go. The little stinker got stalled there for a week or so,… Read More »