random thoughts – Day 1,921 – (Friday) – lazy day breezes and sniffles

It was a day off. Day two of a four-day weekend had no plans.

Yesterday, immediately upon entering Target, my sister commented on the great smell of coffee wafting from the in-store, national coffee chain café. I didn’t notice the coffee aroma. What I noticed was my sinuses stuffing up like when I’m near a candle or fragrance shop and wondered if maybe I’m allergic to Target. Weird.

The sinuses calmed down after a few minutes while the three of us wandered the store. When we split up, I proceeded to the next activity – the dental cleaning appointment that was the reason I was in that geography, 20-ish miles from home.

This morning, I woke up around 4:00, grabbed the phone, and hit “dismiss” on the alarm, set for the usual weekday time of 6:15. The next time I awoke, it was 8:45. My sinuses were simultaneously stuffed and running and my throat felt dry and sore. Grand.

Curtains in the breezes.

There was water followed by coffee and then more water. The medicine cabinet was ravaged in a search for allergy pills which were found, but also bore an expiration date of March 2022. The dice were tossed and I took some anyway. I really wished I had some of the orange juice I brought to work for Wednesday’s potluck, but it was all still in the office fridge for whoever came in. The expired allergy pills seemed to help, or maybe it was a placebo effect situation, but I was using fewer tissues so it felt like a success. I still wanted OJ, but not quite enough to drag myself out to buy more.

It ended up being a lazy day where I alternated sitting on the couch with wandering around the house like a pale Victorian ghost. Sneezing kicked in, each time loud and surprising. 

Outside, it was windy and the trees and plants were dancing wildly in it. The grass in the back yard, mowed last week, was just long enough to have a cool rippling effect as the wind blew across it and I spent time at the kitchen window sniffling, sneezing, and watching the grass ripple because it was interesting.

The roses continue to bloom.

Later in the day, I ventured onto the porch with a book. It was breezy and comfortable and the sheer curtains floated on the air movement. The wind was strong enough to pop the front door open when I hadn’t pulled it tight behind me. Eventually, I was lured outside where the hosta has begun blooming, the roses are still blooming, the lilies are preparing to pop, and the rhododendron and bleeding heart needed trimming. It's a pretty time of year in the yard.