I had a glorious walk this morning: 3.35 miles. The weather warmed up nicely during my perambulations around the track.
However, I stopped at the cleaners and nearly asphixiated. There was a cloud of cheap perfume surrounding the clerk in that small space.
Honey, please, just dab the unguent on your wrists, maybe shpritz a little around you, but DON’T bathe in the stuff! Ugh, give me some air. ::gasp::