We´re all mad here

Opened the blinds in the morning then had a fit of anger. Apparently weather will only get better when the last of the blossoms on the fruit trees have frozen off. I do not even want to imagine how much we will have to pay for saisonal fruit this year, especially if you consider that imported fruit is not imported in such large quantities as it has been the years before, because, you know, corona and we have to support local farmers by buying local products... Trouble is that none has a cash cow at home, well, at least most of us don´t. And since the price of ordinary apple varieties was far over three Euros per kilo I do not even want to know how high prices will climb in autumn! The only cheap fruits we can buy at the moment is strawberries from Spain. Only that I am allergic to strawberries...
Breakfast, the highlight of my day, was nice as always, at least until I got up to get me another cup of coffee. Only then I felt a cool but quite sticky wetness on my thighs. One of the cats had puked on the dining chair, and me, wearing no glasses, had sat amidst the mess. Oh those cats! There´s 40 square metres of tiled floor to puke on, but no, it has to be my chair!
Hubby is on his way to get his first covid vaccination. They have phoned him half an hour ago, to come quickly. That´s what you get when those with a regular vaccination appointment do not show up because, you know, Vaxzevria aka AstraZeneca.
We just have another sleet shower of epic proportions going down. It is quite dark outside, so I have to type with the studio´s lamps on. I am so fed up with this weather!