Today, I had to get out of the apartment. Not really a case of cabin fever so much as the fact that the apartment had paint removed from its tubs. Yes, that’s right. The tenants before my sister and brother-in-law painted their bathtubs. O…kay. Anyway, whatever the paint remover was, the fumes from it were noxious. So I had to vacate the premises or risk a massive headache.

First I tried riding my brother-in-law’s bike around town. Viera is one of those places where bike riding around town is not only safe, but commonplace. I was going to ride up to the grocery store and get a couple of things. However, the bike’s tires were somewhat flat, so I didn’t get that far. I didn’t want to damage them, so I turned around and headed back. After I put the bike away, I decided to go to the beach. I hadn’t done that yet on the trip, and I always like to see the ocean at least once when I come down here. So I made the trip over to A1A and drove to Satellite Beach. I didn’t really do much there…got in the water for a second, found a shell, did some thinking.

I came back to the apartment to find the fumes, while still present, much more conducive to staying indoors. So that’s what I did.

Tomorrow, I’m going to lay out again…my initial attempt has turned from pink to extremely light tan, so I’m ready for another round. I might actually swim a little too…haven’t done much of that yet. Tomorrow afternoon, after Mike gets home from work, we’re going to play soccer with some of his co-workers. This has the potential to be bad…