Cue the choirs of angels, please

As I was getting ready for work this morning, I was trying to figure out how I was going to make it through the day without my head exploding. It's hard to wash dishes when you have to stop all the time to blow your nose. I was even more concerned by early signs of sinus infection, especially knowing that I couldn't get to the health food store for grapefruit seed extract until at least Monday. (They're closed tomorrow.) Then I remembered that, once upon a time, I had about six bottles of Flonase in the closet, so I looked all around and I found ONE!

I have a bottle of Flonase! I might not die before I get to the doctor!

It's almost silly to be this happy about allergy medicine.

By bedicid isn't workig

For those of you who missed it, spring officially started Tuesday evening. That's when the flowering trees all burst into bloom simultaneously and I realized that my Zyrtec is no longer working. I've been sniffing and sneezing for three days and had a particularly nasty Benadryl hangover yesterday.

But here's the real kicker. We were offered the opportunity to leave the base hospital and go downtown. Being able to see the same doctor more then twice? Heck yeah! The bad news is, all retirees were offered the same opportunity and it appears all of us have taken it. I can't get in to see the new doc for a month. I got into the base clinic faster than that!

Lucky for me I have a hubby who's brain was functioning better than mine. He asked if I still had an old prescription of Claritin tucked away, and I do. Between that and OTC's I should be able to function, but it's going to be a long month.

Slogging

Good news: I'm making tangible, measurable progress on Sword and Scabbard. One of my good friends sent me the sound track from The Last of the Mohicans; I had it years ago but it must have been in one of the 25 boxes that didn't come back from Italy. I listened to it a lot when I was writing Rogue Pawn, and I'm very happy to have it again. I've got 'fabric' to mend the plot holes, so now it's just a matter of piecing the whole thing together. It's rather like patching an old quilt at this point.

Bad news: While the story is flowing, it's about as fast as collecting a bucket of maple sap. Drip, drip, drip, check word count, drip, drip, drip, get some tea, drip some more. It doesn't help that Alex is upstairs practicing his guitar, playing Fer Elise in the upper octave as fast as he can, over and over and over...

I seriously need it to be sunny. Soon. My brain refuses to wake up when it's cloudy, and that's making my life more difficult than it needs to be. Oh, and the trip I was planning to MI this summer is going to have to be later in the summer or earlier in the spring. I have five days between when Alex finishes school and Vicky starts summer school to get her feet wet for the fall. This does not make me happy. I'm sure it doesn't make the teachers who get to teach summer school happy, either, but at least they get paid for their misery.

OK, so this is Oscar the Grouch, displacing the cat in my lap and going to collect more sap.

Seedy

I finally got seeds started this afternoon. Today's batch included tomatoes, peppers, onions, cucumbers, and marigolds (to keep bugs away). A month or so ago I started some herbs in mini-greenhouses outside, and all but one (thyme, maybe? I can't remember) have sprouted. Experience has taught me to avoid starting all the seeds at once so I can start again if necessary, so the loss of one is not a big deal. I did, however, start all my cucumber seeds, thus practically ensuring that I'll have to go buy more.

Other than that, it's been business as usual lately. Not much of interest has been going on, other than garden planning and thinking about a trip to see the parents after school lets out. I have some coordinating to do, and plenty of time to do it. I've got some sewing projects rattling around in my brain, too, but so far time and motivation haven't collided yet. So, *yawn*, big excitement.