So, apparently, when Sister Who Lives Far Away came to visit, she brought with her the Ebola virus.
Oh, calm down. I kid… I think.
No, really, it’s not Ebola. No. Definitely not. At least I don’t think it is…
All I know is that after I dropped her off at the airport, I was sneezing something awful and my head got all congested and it was back to the mouth-breathing debacle of February 2015.
So, I took some Benadryl, downed some Emergen-C, and went to bed. Only to awaken 4 hours later feeling like death warmed over. So, I took some Zyrtec. Only to awaken another 4 hours later feeling quite chipper. I thought I had beat the thing.
But then the past few days, I’ve been ridiculously exhausted, and I keep waking myself up from all the snoring that the mouth-breathing brings with it. And these nasal passages seem hell bent on not decongesting, so it’s back to this:
Only, this morning it was accompanied by a massive migraine and a really sore and swollen thumb joint and ZERO COFFEE IN THE HOUSE.
Suffice to say, it has NOT been a good morning peeps.
This was my morning.
Somehow I was able to pull myself together enough to put in a call to the doctor to figure out WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH MY DANG THUMB! Have I told you about this stupid thing? Ugh… for the last 3 months, it has been swollen and sore. And no, it is not from texting. I use my index fingers to text, so it’s not that. I don’t know if it’s arthritis (Aren’t I a little YOUNG for that kind of thing?!?!), or the Ebola virus, or just overuse. All I know is that it’s really, really hard to open a jar in the morning. And if I’m remembering correctly, this may be a continuous thing that I just didn’t notice before. Which would suggest arthritis, but again… AREN’T I A LITTLE YOUNG FOR THAT KIND OF THING?!
Mer. Life is hard. And it isn’t fair.
This may have been me five minutes ago…
Add to all this, the fact that I have NO FREAKIN’ CLUE WHAT I’M DOING WHEN IT COMES TO PREPARING FOR THE START OF THE SCHOOL YEAR, the Republican party has completely lost it’s freakin’ mind, people are just annoying the crap out of me in general… and STILL NO COFFEE… and it’s just… well… All hope is lost, peeps. All. Hope. Is. Lost.
At least until I get some coffee into my system. I should go do that, huh?