Allergies.
I hate allergies.
This is my second round this season of feeling like butt from allergies.
So when I heard these men yelling, I was beyond annoyed. Granted it was 8:15 a.m. and I was still in bed; at about 2:30 a.m. I had already made the executive decision to use my sick time.
I then realized that these guys were yelling in spanish. Then I heard a chainsaw.
My immediate thought was how do I yell out the window 'shut the &*@# up!' in spanish!? I'm not a very nice person when I'm sick and trying to sleep...
So, I got out of bed and immediately went into the bathroom to blow more snotrockets and do some nasal irrigation.
I then contemplated why the following have let me down: claritin-D, claritin, flonase, alegra-D, republicans, etc.
More chainsaw noise.
More of me cussing in my head (no espanol).
I realized at this point that I'm dying. Dying of allergies. I remembered that there's this huge tree outside one of my bedroom windows. Pine tree over three stories in height. That's why I'm dying.
Then I was trying to think of the spanish text for: Please cut down the pine tree by my window.
Decided to wash all of my bedding to get rid of the pine tree pollen, which I suspected was causing my problems.
So... I went to the doc this afternoon got a new prescription for some new allergy meds. She thinks I might have sinus infection. Suck!
So... I went to the doc this afternoon got a new prescription for some new allergy meds. She thinks I might have sinus infection. Suck!
The end.