My partner seriously freaked out when she lost her sense of taste and smell. But thankfully it returned (allbeit slowly) over the following weeks.
AJSadauskas
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It's been a tough day in the office for Mr Snowy, who's now falling asleep at the desk.
π΅Won't you Take me by the hand Take me somewhere new I don't know who you are But I... I'm with you π΅
I know @johnquiggin@aus.social posts on the Fedi fairly regularly...
Oh that's no fun β poor thing ππ·
I remember a couple of months back when my partner had covid, it was a logistical nightmare.
She got the bedroom, I got the living room and slept on the couch.
We both wore masks if we had to be in the same room for any reason.
And then one day I gave her a bowl of soup and she managed to spill it all over the bed. (Thank heaven for mattress protectors!)
Making the bed while wearing gloves and a mask is not an experience I'm keen to repeat anytime soon!
The good news is she started getting better after a week or so. And had completely recovered after a month.
She first noticed her sense of smell was returning while walking past some smokers in front of Woolies.
"Do you smell that? Wait β I can smell that! I can smell the smokers!" I don't think I've ever seen a nonsmoker so overjoyed at the smell of cigarette smoke! π
Anyway wishing Mr Peeler a speedy recovery. Yeah, it'll be tough, but hopefully he'll be feeling better in a week or two. Take care ππ«
Nawww π»
Best cat. Deserves all the scratches behind the ears β€οΈ
Both kinds of home sewers are very much still welcome π
Just two more points and the Hawks would have knocked off GWS.
So disappointing π
Just last week, John Quiggin released a book on pretty much this exact topic, called "After Neoliberalism".
You can download the eBook for free, or order a printed copy here: https://press.anu.edu.au/publications/series/global-thinkers-series/after-neoliberalism
If you're interested in an in-depth look at the economic and government policies that erosion of the middle class happened, it's worth a read.
Restaurant reservation made for next Sunday, flowers sorted.
I mentioned to wifey not to make plans for next Sunday.
"What's happening next Sunday?" she asked, then looked it up.
I think she'd forgotten, and took it as a less at hand subtle hint π
Thank youuu π₯°
So yeah, no more @ing half a dozen people on every reply.
(Yeah, that one was starting to annoy me too!)
Our Miss Mimi is especially fussy.
There's particular varieties of particular cat food brands that she'll eat.
But if you give her the wrong one, she'll just look at you as if to say: "Excuse me servant, send this one back to the kitchen! Haven't we already been over this before?! This is not the tuna I like!" πΎ