I’m sitting here with a cold pack on my shoulder. It’s a little sore from my swim. Not unusual.
We had a cold summertime supper, spiced shrimp, fresh tomatoes, artichoke hearts, pickled red cabbage. I’m drinking my decaf, watching a World War Two documentary, The World At War. Upstairs Mrs C or C? is watching. The Bachelorette, perhaps the most effective form of birth control ever created. It is a real erection-killer.
The heat is kicking our rear ends as it always does in July. There may be a break on Wednesday. We shall see. I would prefer to write at the computer, but that would mean sitting up and keyboarding for a while. And my energy is draining from me.