The creepiest, weirdest fog I’d ever encountered was in Maine - you could literally watch it roll in. We were on a boat and we’d watch this massive bank of white come across the water and envelop us. Totally unlike anything I’d experienced before then, or since.
We use plastic when we gas up, so we don’t really pay attention to the total. Then I look at the VISA bill and wonder who the heck bought $60 worth of gas??? Our cars don’t have huge fuel tanks.
Today starts around 66 Ferrets, headed to low 80s. First and main chore is to call my neurologist’s office (again) about a refill for my seizure meds. I called 2 days ago, but they still haven’t contacted CVS and after tomorrow morning, I won’t have any more pills. The person I spoke to asked if I had enough to make it thru today, which I do, but being the weekend, I won’t be able to contact the Dr when I’m out. Dammit. It may not be a problem, but it might, and I’d rather not risk it.
Next task is planting the two azaleas I bought yesterday. I’d also like to plant the lilac, but I’m not sure where to put it. I want it close to the house so I can enjoy it - and “close to the house” is pretty well planted up. So I need to figure that out.
We’re under a potential wildfire warning - dry and windy. We might get rain Sunday, but that leave 2 days to hope no one does anything stoopit. We’ll see how that goes.
So I must read quickly, call the doc, then get to work - laundry day, yanno.
Happy Firday!!