I'm still sneezing a lot, but I don't know what's causing it. It might be something the local plants are putting into the air, It might also be something from the fires still burning in the coast range (actually not the old fires which have been put out, but a number of new fires that got started earlier this month.) I only smell their smoke once in a while, but there's definitely something in the air. The biggest one is now almost contained and ought to be out within a few days, so the season of smelling smoke might be almost over.
But I've got a loaf of bread, so there will be a peanut butter sandwich for lunch tomorrow. It will be an expensive sandwich, since the nephew who fetched the bread had to borrow some cash for other things, but at least there will be a sandwich. I'm not sure what I'm going to eat tonight, but I ought to get around to it soon because I can feel my blood sugar crashing. And I ought to go out to the mailbox now, before I forget. I May Already Be a Winner, and I wouldn't want to miss that news. Plus it's wheelie bin night. It will be goodbye to this week's trash tomorrow morning. Such sweet sorrow.