Cold, Dammit

     Got up and made breakfast and found I was running out of air.  If I stay pretty much still, I'm okay, but the process of feeding cats, making coffee and cooking up a pan of corned beef hash and eggs, eating and cleaning up afterward caught up with me.  I had to go lay down.  Still thinking there is light at the end of the tunnel, just not as close as I want it to be.

     Task for mid-day: find a doc-in-the-box my insurance likes.  The one I was going to is out-of-network now.

     (By the way, the trick of putting a thin layer of flour and some seasonings in the skillet before making corned beef hash totally works.  I still blot grease from around the edges while cooking but a little of it meets up with the flour and forms a nice crunchy crust.)