Sitting for hours, imagine how many blog messages I’ve written in my mind. #1: Yoyo weather.

#2: Lost week. Absolutely nothing was accomplished all week. The comfortable chair has ceased to be comfortable. Cough, cough, blow, blow…

#3: Virus:: Friends from Florida to California have offered suggestions for ways to doctor my symptoms. Residents in my RV Park are praying for me—and bringing food.

#4: No interest in TV, or Ancestry.

#5: Sunday morning and no interest in making my gourmet coffee.

#6: Evidence of “cough, cough, blow, blow.”