Speaking of dust…

…I was today years old when I learned that there’s only so much Claritin can do when you decide to dust something that hasn’t been dusted, oh, this decade. The ironic bit? I thought that when we started having cats in the house, and my lungs adjusted, that I was finally over having really severe allergic reactions. And maybe I still am! Just not, you know, today and everything.

Not feeling so hot.

Hopefully, it’s just allergies because the pollen count went through the goram roof around here. SO I’m going to go find some allergy meds. If you hear from me again today, they worked.

Moe Lane

PS: Yes, I need to exercise more.  Got me some Pokeman Go for that.

…Sorry. Up half the night with a coughing kid.

My youngest apparently has inherited the allergies lurking in his mother’s side of the family, which are even worse than the allergies lurking in my side of the family. I don’t want to put him on the take-the-magic-pill-FOREVER regimen that I’m currently on*, but that means the odd sleepless night.  So I’m kind of bleary-eyed right now.

Moe Lane

*God, I love technological progress. The day that they handed me a 24 hour allergy pill that dissolved on my tongue and worked within minutes was the day that I realized that, yes, I had managed to make it all the way to the future. Fewer rockets than I’d like, but the toys are better.