I don’t know if it’s the muggy terrible weather, the allergies, or what, but I have a distinct urge to just topple forward and flop my head onto the desk. For some reason, it feels like it would make me feel better. I am all groggy and not quite dizzy but slightly off. And I’m pretty sure there is sinus pressure. Took Zyrtec. Drank a cup of hot tea. Helped a tiny bit but still want to faceplant. This happens too often now. I think Texas allergies might have finally gotten me. I meant to mention it to our doctor during a recent physical, but I was excited because my blood pressure was 100/60 and my Hemoglobin a1c is one decimal from normal range.
I just want to unfog. We have a dynamic fun scene to write, all dramatic with snarling dogs and I am all wet noodle. Yesterday I just gave up and didn’t work in the evening.
I broke down and ordered a new set of knitting needles from KnitPicks for Mother’s Day. I haven’t found anything better than their interchangeable needles. They do, eventually break, but they’re very light and I like knitting with them. Chloe Neil and I might be working on the same pattern. We should do a knit and bitch tour, where we just sit around, knit, and complain about our publisher.
It appears that the house guest we are babysitting may be staying with us. Not sure exactly how all of this will work out, but as of now we are not sure her owner wants her back. We’ll see where it all ends up.
Right now you could probably drop a meteorite in the front yard and I’d look at it, yawn, and say, “That’s a hell of a thing.” And then I’ll just lay on my desk. Mmmm, desk, comfy.
Okay, I am going to go and get more tea and force the brain to work. Snarling dogs, harrowing escapes, decisive orders… All that. But first, more tea.