Progress

The day started rather early when one o'clock in the morning found me sitting in the emergency room at the hospital because of the first asthma attack I've had since Adam was a young fella. The staff had me sorted quickly and by 2.30 I was back in bed getting what was left of a good night's sleep.
Then it was off to work, and to rent a truck to bring home the flooring, a toilet, and a vanity, all destined for the man cave.
It's been toasty hot with high humidity so even wiping your brow was an exercise in futility.

The plan for tonight is to catch up with all the sleep I've missed over the last day or so.
Oh, and the doctors think the attack could have been triggered by dust from the man cave. (Seems I'm paying for it in more ways than one.)

Ah well. Until tomorrow....