I couldn’t get to sleep well last night because I was:
- Worried about “my family” going homeless (again);
- Worried about “my family” starving (again);
- Worried about my finances and temp job from hell;
- Feeling too cold that I had to wear the girl’s lime-green colored bath robe of VERY SOFT acrylic – (Thank you!);
- Feeling too hot from the heater and/or strange prinkly heat that I got some red rashes and red bites probably from little mites;
- Feeling sick with some soreness inside and towards the back flap of my left nostril area; and
- Feeling angry and resentful against TPTB and pals.
Like yesterday, Maw and I felt sleepy this morning. She and I closed out eyes during yesterday morning’s mass and napped! I believe she napped again this morning. I definitely snoozed a little bit.
She has been having her asthma attack the whole of this week and during the nights, just prior to our daily, evening rosary prayers. I especially have no been feeling ”right” and laid-off the organic milk from home to put into my mug full of Flavia coffee at work. And John and Tess are sneezing like they got cooties here at work. Even the Viet wouldn’t stop coughing after he brought his whole family to Disneyland in Los Angeles, CA – the place of mostly reptilians (or reptoids). They are a bunch of creepy, people – loud, obnoxious and dry-humored clowns.
I believe the recent spraying of chemtrails during these foggy mornings have lead to the sick, flu-like feeling all around us. And that means I should stay indoors and avoid inhaling the spews during my walks around the buildings. But the sylphs yesterday and today are worknig overtime.
