Saturday Brett and I went out to breakfast at Country Kitchen, and then to Menard’s where he bought a grinder and I bought floor stripper and wax.

I stripped and mopped the kitchen floor all damn day. It’s so humid that it takes forever for the floor to dry, even with a fan running. I never managed to get the wax applied.

I also started to come down with another rotten cold. I’ve been sick since May. I’m pretty damned tired of it.

On top of yet another damn cold, I also have a yeast infection. This is probably more information than you want to know, but a huge portion of my awareness is fixated on HOW MUCH THIS TOTALLY SUCKS in this damn heat.

You know that joke about bleeding for a week and not dying? It gets funnier every damn month, especially when followed by a yeast infection. I literally cannot wait for menopause.