*Snurfle garumph*
This morning I was lying blissfully in bed dreaming something nice (I’m pretty sure it was nice, I really don’t remember now) when my sinuses began a surprise, full-on attack. Watery eyes, runny nose, stuffy ears, and everything was itching. I jolt awake, coughing, sneezing, and oozing, and discover that my husband has opened all the widows and is currently mowing the lawn. (Yes, he does yard work while I sleep in. Shut up.) All the tiny and hateful grass allergens pouring into the house are being sucked into the bedroom via the ceiling fan which Dan has so thoughtfully turned on because “I figured you needed some air.” Passive aggression? Hmmmmm. I took some Claritin and a shower, but there’s really no recovering from a hit that big. I predict misery for the rest of the day. For me and for him because you know, I’m good at sharing the love like that.
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