Mr. brown is feeling janky due to his flu vax yesterday, and is upstairs sleeping and refusing breakfast. That leaves the downstairs blissfully quiet. I went out and bought some potting mix and some pretty yellow, blue and white johnny jump-ups, and when I’ve rested a bit here, I’m going to de-pot some old and weedy lobelia and replace it with the JJUs.
I don’t know what I ought to do for lunch. I’d make some chicken soup for Mr. brown, but he’s not a soup fan. I’ll just have to wait and see what he feels like eating, if anything. Hard to plan for something like that.
My next vax is tomorrow. I did flu vax last Friday, and my Covid is next. Hopefully all the mess with the CDC et al. didn’t dick things up at CVS. But this is California and I’m optimistic.