Anti-histamines are better than allergies, but even the non-drowsy sort leave me a bit dampened. An improvement on the pressure, sneezing and congestion, no question. As I finished up work yesterday, flu shots were on offer, so I got shot. I'm too much of a canary not to, first to go down with any passing virus. Arm very sore last evening, aches and ickiness, which I rationalize as indicative that if I'd gotten this particular strain, I'd've been bottom-of-a-treacle-well very ill indeed. Either way, I can't afford to come down with a preventable illness.
Called off today, and I'm very glad I was, since I'd have really wanted to call in sick otherwise. Dopey and lethargic, and in no state of mind to clean anything, much less do a thorough scrub of problem areas. We managed to drag ourselves out to do a grocery shopping, and that's it. Finito. Basta. Mañana.
Can we just stop with the 90˚ (32C) heat? It's September, time for some 60˚s (17C.) No rain, just clouds of chenopod† pollen. Gack. Autumn, I want autumn. Summer can just bugger off.
*`They lived on treacle,' said the Dormouse, after thinking a minute or two.
`They couldn't have done that, you know,' Alice gently remarked; `they'd have been ill.'
`So they were,' said the Dormouse; `very ill.'
†The chenopod/amaranth family of weeds: pigweed, Russian thistle, iodine bush, lambs quarters, scale, greasewood, burning bush.
3 comments:
The anti-allergy stuff I take (and I hate having an allergy after the best part of four decades without one) suits me just fine, after several less than suitable remedies.
I full empathise in terms of the treacle though.
I do.
Fully, even (should've pressed "preview".
Trou,
No sweat, knew what you meant, gave you credit for good spelling, just bad typing. You put the word treacle in my head.
Kept typing treacle mine instead of treacle well. Treacle mine from Pratchett's street in Ankh-Morpork, Treacle Mine Road.
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