Sheltering in Place – Day 59

I had a lovely day today. So much so, I shall wax poetic and quote Robert Browning: The lark’s on the wing, the snail’s on the thorn…Well, that’s pretty yucko.  What’s this with the snail? I say bring on the snail bait, and let’s end his geranium-eating days. That being stated,  I shall now begin again and use my own words, lofty tho they may not be. I had a lovely day today. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, a breeze was blowing, and I got a new chapter done on my book. All of them excellent reasons to have a good day. But the biggest reason is I called my doctor and got some suggestions about what to do for my allergies. It may all be over the counter stuff, but changing this and adding that seems to be doing the trick. However, that’s the easy part. A little tougher is keeping the Hepa air purifier and the humidifier continually running full tilt in the bedroom. Both are on the noisy side, no matter what the ads say. Many advertisers claim their products are quiet, but maybe ‘quiet’ is a relative thing. Being in a bedroom that sounds like it’s on the runway of an airport and a DC9 is taking off, is not my idea of quiet. The cat is wearing earplugs, hubby is hoarse from shouting, and I can’t hear the danged TV unless I have it blasting. Even then I have to use closed-captioning. But, hey, my nose is clearing up nicely.      

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Sheltering in Place – Day 58

I have decided to keep hubby. Don’t try to talk me out of it, because my decision is final. It’s not every day I feel that way. There are times when he leaves the milk out on the counter instead of putting it back in the fridge. Some days the walls shake when he plays his music at 10 decibels, wailing at the top of his lungs right along with it. Last night he left the lid up on the Clorox Disinfectant Wipes – you know, those things that are worth their weight in gold –  so by the time I found them this morning the wipes were completely dried out. And speaking of lids, he never puts the seat down on the you-know-what in the bathroom. This is a huge source of annoyance to me because I am constantly dropping something in that big hole filled with water in the middle of the bathroom. Retrieving a tube of lipstick from down there is no joy, believe me. But frankly, hubby has his winner days. Many. And today was one of them. For the last three days either the olive trees are pollinating, the moon is in the seventh house, or something something, but my allergies have been at their worst. I have been miserable and unable to cope. My head aches. my nose is stuffed up. I feel like there’s a tight band running across my forehead. My throat is scratchy. If I move fast, I  become dizzy. And when I talk it feels like I’m underwater. Have I mentioned I am miserable? If not, please let me do so now. I am MISERABLE! Anyway, this darling man to whom I am married has been taking care of me. Today he made dinner. Yes, tuna salad and a green…

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