I am sure I have seen a rule that you can't have a cold in Paradise but I have broken the rule. I have a doozy. Last night I took cold medicine and went to bed at 6:30. I was up a bit at 9:30 to message with Emilio about the decorations at Thanksgiving. I wondered why he was still up in the middle of the night and then realized it was only 9:30. He was probably only on his way home from school. I am up, but barely. I am having a muffin and Rooibos tea. It is a beautiful morning, the sun is shining and the only noise is me coughing.
Gerardo hasn't been around to see my painting job. It looks good but another coat won't hurt. I have nothing actually planned until Tuesday afternoon so I should have plenty of time to finish, as soon as I feel better.
Did I tell you I am up to 35 for my dinner?
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