- I’m allergic to work. Like the physical building, not the work itself. I got in this morning and my head exploded. I felt fine (not achy or sick or anything), but I couldn’t stop sneezing, my eyes wouldn’t stop watering, and my head stuffed up. I left around one to go home and take Benadryl, and as soon as I got in the car, I dried up. Just like that. I didn’t take anything when I got home, and I’ve been fine since then. We’ll see what happens tomorrow.
- The dogs stole a tupperware lid out of the sink. Did they chew on it? No. They just stole it. They must do it for the thrill ’cause they never eat what they steal, even when it’s food.
- I slammed the very tip of my finger in the car door. Hurt SO much. I shouted some not nice words and then called my mommy. Not to shout not nice things at her, though. She distracted me long enough for the pain to fade. Thanks, Mom.
- John is on the phone with his dad, and I think he’s forgotten that we haven’t had birthday cake yet. (It’s his birthday. We had pancakes for dinner. Can’t complain.) We’re not having birthday cake, but he doesn’t know that. (I didn’t buy him a cake. Or make him one. Yes, I know how. Out of a box. 🙂 Not the point. I got a mini peanut butter cream pie for him. Which we may or may not eat tonight.)
Time for pie! Gotta go.