What's Goin' On?

Just ran to the GDDG to pick up a few things. Excluding the zinnia seeds, I believe most of you could figure out what might be going on around here. 
Turns out Mr. Moon didn't just bring home memories, he also brought home some sort of upper respiratory thing as well as some gastric problems. They may or may not be related. Possibly they are comorbidities, both viral something-somethings. This is what happens when you go to volleyball tournaments in venues where thousands of people are hanging out, cheering, playing, breathing...
His sister reports that she, too, seems to have at least the upper respiratory situation going on which gives the viral theory more validity. 
He slept until 8:30 this morning which is extremely unusual for him. And he had a lot of congestion and coughing going on in his sleep. He's also complained (well, he doesn't really complain) about fatigue and weakness. I hope it's "just" a cold. I swear, I can't remember the last time either one of us got a cold or had any sort of illness with the big exception of when we both got Covid two years ago this July. We're pretty damn lucky. 

I've never used Zicam. Have you? It's supposed to lessen the duration of a cold. It seems to mostly consist of zinc and vitamin C. Might as well try it, I figured, and thought that quite possibly the Dollar General would have some. They did. I'm always surprised at how many different OTC remedies they have. It's like a tiny drugstore, sort of. They have name brands and generics. Glen also wanted some ginger ale because around our house, ginger ale is what you need when you're sick with just about anything. And I got him the NyQuil because who doesn't love NyQuil? 
I'm a nurse. I know these things. 
I'd already checked out when I saw the seed display. Those zinnias are exactly the ones I want and there they were, two packs for a buck. So I went back through the line to get those. The cashier was very friendly and very sweet so it was a good experience all the way around. 

I spent most of the first part of my day trying to find a damn book to listen to. Sometimes that seems like an impossible task. I downloaded two different ones and hated both of them and returned them. I cannot and I will not listen to shit books. Or read them with my eyes, either. Some books aren't exactly great literature but are good stories with good characters and the writing is okay and those I can tolerate but my tolerance level is growing ever lower. 
I finally downloaded "The God of Small Things" which I don't believe I've ever read but oh my god, the number of characters is ridiculous and they are all related and I even opened the Wikipedia page for a rundown of them which almost made me weep because seeing them printed was almost more daunting than listening to them. But I persisted and I think I have a better grip on who's who now. I hope so.

The rest of the day was dedicated to the plants in the house. I got out the ones I could lift, leaving only a few for Mr. Moon to help me out with using his hand cart, and I was proud of myself for being able to tote some of those babies. Bigger babies. I may have drapey skin but at least it drapes over at least a few muscles. I gave the plants all a bit of Miracle Grow fertilizer and watered them well. I also planted the cuttings I'd rooted over the winter. Well, not the firespike and I have a shit ton of that. I have to figure out where to plant it. But I had mostly begonias of different varieties rooted and those went into pots. 
All of this felt very, very good and it's a task that has a rewarding end to it. 

Almost all of the plants made it through the winter inside in decent shape. Some are going to need some time to truly recover and I cut back a few of them but overall, I am happy about the survival rate. 

I'm leaving my monsteras in the library for now, at least, because they seem to be thriving there. Even the one that was looking a little yellowish has greened up beautifully. 

When all of that was done I swept all the areas where plants had been in residence for the past few months and both hallway doors are open and I love that so much. I don't even want to tell you folks who are still in the midst of winter what our temperatures are like right now but I will tell you that I did some sweating today and I'm back in my summer uniform of a tank top and overall shorts. It's nowhere near summer's heat but it is quite pleasant. 

I see Cosplay Barbie has been tossed aside by the administration and that would make me so happy if she wasn't being replaced by a Senator from Oklahoma who was a former "professional fighter" who has never served in the military and does not even have a bachelor's degree. 
Maybe replaced. There has to be a hearing before he actually takes on the job as head of the Department of Homeland Security. 
Here we fucking go again. 

But I'm not going to dwell on that. Not tonight.
 
We're missing a birthday supper gathering for Rachel right now because of Glen's cold. Or whatever it is. I'm really sorry I won't be seeing everyone but why even take the chance of passing this on? I wonder if I'll get it. That has crossed my mind. We have done some kissing. 
As I said, this is all such an unusual situation for us. I suppose it might be smart to test Glen for Covid tomorrow if he's still feeling shitty. He really must not feel good at all because he does his best to simply ignore symptoms and work and do and live right on through them. The man's a beast. 
But a slightly ill beast, I'm afraid. 

I shall do my best to take care of him. 

Love...Ms. Moon