I'd rather be shoveling
I'm not sure if you've heard... but the weather has been unbelievably gorgeous here in Iowa and around the Midwest. It's crazy really... to think of all the things unseasonably warm weather can do. It makes your house more beautiful (as described here), the inactive are now active, we've met more neighbors in the past three days than we have in the previous 10 months, tan lines reappear on our skin as a mark of a successful day. However, as with many things in life, there's a lowpoint in all of this sunshine soaked goodness...
can I please get some I'm-an-allergy-sufferer love up in here?! Oh boy... it's horrible. It's my eyes and my ears and it got me thinking about years past. I'm no stranger to allergies really in fact this happens to me each year. And I make a point to be quite prepared, in June. I was completely unprepared. On the flip side, I've slept wonderfully over the past week and a half due to my Benadryl induced comma kicking in around 9:00pm each night because I simply can't take it anymore.
One day last week a woman a work walked by me and said, "can you believe this weather... it certainly beats shoveling snow, doesn't it?!" Little did she know I was sitting on my hands to prevent them from scratching my eyeballs right out of my head. I smiled politely while thinking, "I'd rather be shoveling."
In truth, I only feel this way only a portion of my day, as for the other parts, I really am loving this weather... when I can see it that is.
can I please get some I'm-an-allergy-sufferer love up in here?! Oh boy... it's horrible. It's my eyes and my ears and it got me thinking about years past. I'm no stranger to allergies really in fact this happens to me each year. And I make a point to be quite prepared, in June. I was completely unprepared. On the flip side, I've slept wonderfully over the past week and a half due to my Benadryl induced comma kicking in around 9:00pm each night because I simply can't take it anymore.
One day last week a woman a work walked by me and said, "can you believe this weather... it certainly beats shoveling snow, doesn't it?!" Little did she know I was sitting on my hands to prevent them from scratching my eyeballs right out of my head. I smiled politely while thinking, "I'd rather be shoveling."
In truth, I only feel this way only a portion of my day, as for the other parts, I really am loving this weather... when I can see it that is.
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