Miserable

Today was downright miserable. 

Not emotionally.  I'm good emotionally.  I mean, it's always a bit sad when Christmas day is over and you start putting everything away until next year, but that's not what made me miserable. 

No,  I was miserable because it was so dadgum muggy today.  It was so humid, when I went to check my mail, it was wet.  The mail was wet.  My mail sitting in my mailbox was wet!  From the humidity.  And I'd gotten two Christmas cards at that.  Which were wet...

The worst part is, it wasn't warm enough to turn the air conditioning on and get some of that humidity out of the house.  I could feel my hair curling just sitting in my chair watching football.  Ugh...It got a little better as the day went on, but the skies were overcast all day, so there really wasn't enough sun to burn it off completely.  It's supposed to be even worse tomorrow. 

Heh, that reminds me, a while back on the book of faces, a meteorologist -- or a storm chaser, I don't remember which -- went on a big, long tirade about people talking about how the sun burns the fog off.  He seemed to think that people really thought the sun would cause the fog to combust and literally turn into flames or something.  I'm like, "Calm down, dude, it's just a colloquialism.  Nobody really thinks the fog catches on fire like wood."  

In other news, I spoke too soon about my garlic bed.  As soon as I covered up the other two, the cat started digging in that one, too. 

So this morning, I braved the sauna we call the back yard and put plastic down in it.  

I found some of the garden staples on sale at Amazon and ordered them.  They should be here Monday, so I can take all of those bricks up.  My poor garlic and celery looks pretty sad right now, but I'm hoping it'll perk up now that nothing will be digging it up every two days.  

On a similar note, it looks like my green onions are starting to grow.  I didn't take a picture, but they sure do look like they're pushing up out of the middle.  That's great news, because I love green onion.  

The only other thing I did today was to vacuum seal a bunch of the home made candy and put it into the deep freeze with the cookies I did yesterday.  I left some out -- both cookies and candy -- for when the kids come back through, and so I can have some on New Year's Eve, if they last that long.  Right now, I'm not sure they will. 

Then I started washing and putting away my Christmas containers and cups and such like, and took the card table down and put it away.  In the midst of all of that, I had football on the TV, but I was mostly listening to it as background noise, because none of the teams I watch were playing.  

And I bit the bullet and finished my chemistry course. 

 I'd taken chemistry back in high school, and it made me cry.  I wanted to go through this course to see if I would learn anything this time around, and I did.  I learned that chemistry still makes me cry. 

And I failed the final exam.  Good thing they let you take it over and over...

It took three tries, but I finally passed and got my certificate printed out.  Thank you for your time, Dr.  Young, but I'm going back to history and literature now.