Blooming in Postcards 4

*Cactus Garden in Aruba.

We have a cold. A light cold, but still a cold.

Before I became proactive, my vision was unprintable, and my cough was truly an ugly thing. I couldn’t even read. The Great Geezer has gone to work each day. At least he hasn’t gone to sleep at his computer. I have. He’s weak, shaky, and grumpy. Poor guy. I was that way last week.

This month I will take a token for a lot of years clean and sober. Daughter Margot is baking me a cake. I may be prickly like that Aruban cactus with my common cold, but I am also blooming.

• Himself: Work, nap, work, vegetate, sleep.
• Herself: Sit, read Hillerman’s, sit, nap, sleep. I will go to work tomorrow for three hours.
• Reading: Working my way through the Hillerman’s again. Wonderful reading when you are sick.
• Balance: Reading.