A hot day, largely bunged up. Blowing my nose is now filled with copious neon yellow (???) mucus. I wear the mask.
Deliveries, today, we drive to Trail, picking up furniture, dropping off electronics recycle.
A lot of driving, made up for by the impossibility of narrow halls, small elevators, large, heavy furniture. It's a lot of old-folks going into extended-care, getting their last remaining possessions donated by family.
Hot, hot day. This will be a long summer.
When finally, 2:30, we're back at the store, we unload, then fill the truck with trash, cardboard, glass for recycling/dump.
Finally - 6:00, home. A long fucking day and I'm dead, dead, dead. By 8:30 I'm in bed, wake up throughout the night, eyes, nose glued together, mouth dry, blow your nose, wipe your eyes, fever & chills, fever dreams, all night long. Today, in the shop all day, don't know if I can survive it - but I'll try, hoping that in 2-3 weeks we can clear the backlog and once again I can be free.