I had a fairly disastrous day at work today, particularly since my foot decided it wanted to suddenly slam back into Excruciating Pain Mode shortly after lunch.
It seems to be doing better now after a whole lot of ice, but on top of the tinsel-covered holiday hell I’m already deeply embroiled in, it was not fun. After a day like today, all I wanted to do was come home and wallow in self-pity.
But then, I read stories like 250,000 households evacuated in San Diego because of fire, and I remember: Things could be a lot worse.
You’re still not anywhere near the fires, are you? My California geography isn’t very good.
Nope, it’d have to burn through about 5 miles of forest, houses, and freeway before it got to me. The smoke is making my eyes itch like hell and is convincing me I should carry my inhaler around tomorrow, though.