I don't know what it is, but it feels like since I passed the 30 mark a yearish ago, things have been steadily declining. Maybe it's just that this week was a particularly rough one thanks to the Cough That Won't Quit combined with what I think is a mild reaction to the latex gloves my tattoo artist wore while getting things set up for the hummingbird.
This little birdie itches like a mo-fo.
And there's the cough. I keep waiting for the eviction notice to come from my roomies - who I think are at least part vampire. I don't see them much during the daylight hours. And the best episodes of my coughing spells usually start around 6:30 am. I'm sure they apprciate that.
Anyhoo... I'm blaming the fact that I haven't kept up with writing on the cough/cold combo plus my CBEST adventure from Saturday. But since I haven't really even announced this blog, I don't think anyone's noticed my slacking just yet.
Ignorance IS bliss.
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