Lloyd feels better. He stayed in bed all day Saturday and most of Sunday. (He actually got out of bed because he had some night sweats and the sheets needed to be washed. Bleh.)
It’s a chest cold, I guess. He’s taking cough medicine and something with acetaminophen, which is what caused the night sweats. Huh. Anyway, he likes when the humidifier is going, except we have a fairly spastic model that churns out the steam like a locomotive going through the house. Pair that with a fairly cool upstairs, and we have a moisture problem. I came home after an installation service at church, went into my closet to change clothes, and my shirts were damp. Zoinks.
I am drying things out with a fan so I don’t wear moldy clothes to school.
(The curtains were closed, that’s why it’s so dark.)
It’s so cold outside, the windows got crazy wet from condensation.
…… And we have another problem. It drips down, seeps through the sash, and makes…..
Yeah. We’re not running that thing upstairs anymore. Sorry, Lloyd’s lungs.