Sometimes it takes a lousy day to make you figure out what's wrong. And today was a lousy day.
First, it took an half an hour to get through the line at the understaffed Kroger. When I came home, the house still smelled like onions from canning chili the day before, and my headache and sore neck started getting worse. I ate some leftover chili and roused myself to go shop for a new washer, since mine is leaking from the bottom, as the plumber I called for a clogged drain discovered. An appliance repairman on YouTube said washers are badly built nowadays; I bought a brand unlikely to break down for a good seven years or so. It set me back three times what I paid in the 90s for a Kenmore that lasted at least 20 years. There was no use shopping for a used one here in Indianapolis: people here use appliances until they're worn out.
By mid-afternoon, I was back home and took some Mucinex for my sinus pain...and realized I'd felt OK while I was out shopping. It was like Christmas 2015 when I made wasabi almonds: I was sick to my stomach, I felt better when I went outside, so I aired out the house and felt better.
Savory staple or mucosal menace? Photo from Pexels. |
Biggs had been after me to go outside with him. Did he know I needed to go outside, too? He might have just wanted me to throw his ball (but I can do that indoors). We may never know what was in his mind.
Hero dog or just a hedonistic ball-catcher? |
Suspecting it was the smell of onions that was bothering me, I turned on the HVAC fan, opened the windows and went outside with Biggs. I felt better after a few hours (the two aspirin I took probably helped; the Mucinex didn't).
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That's a sweet photograph of Biggs.
All the best Jan