out, out, damn nose!

My throat is no longer sore, but my nose is running a marathon. Yesterday I ran out of tissues at work early in the day so I had to use paper towels. So compounded with the constant clear goo dripping out of my nose, it is also raw from the rough, scratchy, bulk paper products the company buys.

After work, I went to the gym because I hadn't been in 2 weeks. My nose was running the whole time there too. Not fun during cardio. I took a Benadryl, but that didn't stop it. It did slow it down a tiny bit, so my nose was walking a marathon instead of running it. I still went through 200,000 tissues though. This was pretty funny when we went shopping for Craig's new lawyery duds. He was already wearing a suit and carried a briefcase, so he looked like he belonged in the fancy pants stores... until people saw me tagging along with him, with my frumpled blond hair and my backpack, blowing my nose and sniffling constantly, complaining about all the ugly ties.*

Then I went home and took a nap while Craig did more lawyery stuff. He was on the phone, and he talks quite loudly, so my dreams were all confused because I don't speak Lawyer. When he was done, he tried to talk to me. It would go something like this:

Do you want dinner?
No leave me alone. I'm sick.
Do you want to watch tv?
No leave me alone. I'm sick.

I wasn't cranky - I was just bundled up on the couch with a blanket and a box of tissues. I thought about calling in sick today, but I couldn't tell if it was just the hatred of my job breaking through, using my runny nose as an excuse. I decided on coming in. I do feel fine, it's just that there's a faucet in my head that I don't know how to turn off, and I can only breathe through half of my nose, and my ear is funny so I live in half a bubble. It would be exactly the same if I was at home, except I would be in my pajamas. But I do have a fresh supply of tissues today.



* Donald Trump has a collection of ties out. I don't know if you know this. But one that I saw matched my skirt perfectly - shiny red with darker shiny red polka dots. That made me angry because not only is Trumpo a bday stealer (June 14 - Flag Day) but now he's a fabric stealer as well.




ps - here's my horoscope for today:
The events in your life are picking up speed, yet they still may not be moving fast enough for you now. You might feel like you aren't making enough progress, but reality could just be giving you some much needed breathing room. Reassess your direction and put a new plan into action, if necessary.
Breathing room? Very funny, universe.