When I sat in a crowded waiting room recently, the surrounding ambiance was punctuated by coughs and sneezes. When called in for a brief eye test, I mentioned ambiance to the tech and wished her, "Good luck with that."
You might know. Mothers' Day. Painful throat. Malaise. Cream of Wheat for dinner. Peroxide rinses. Bed looks really good. Think I'll stay there.
So I mostly did.
Still in bathrobe on Monday. It is such a comfort ...