A Fair For All, and No Fare to Anybody

I tried to warn myself not to get too cocky about being over this illness, particularly as Robin is still in its grips, but my body wanted to move and, more importantly, I wanted to go to our local block party as there was a good chance the lobster food truck would be there. It was hot, and it was not. Glad I wore a hat, but with all the walking I was very glad it was a fairly short trip and I was home again within an hour. It's supposed to be even worse tomorrow and hotter still on Tuesday (when I can no longer postpone going into the city), so I'll just have to power through and be outside as little as possible. Which is, of course, not at all tomorrow.