Today's forecast again calls for rain. Now I know we shouldn't complain too much about the abundance of rainfall as our area has been in a severe drought for the past few years. It is heartening to see our lakes and streams begin to return to normal water levels, and I am sure farmers are delighted that their crops are enjoying the benefits of this mild and wet spring.
Secretly I am kind of happy it is raining every day, for one reason. I can't mow the grass, a chore I very much do NOT enjoy. However if it doesn't let up soon, I will need to hire a bushhog as my weed infested yard is growing taller and taller by the day. Bill just mowed it last week and already the grass is taller then before he took a mower to it.
Maybe it won't rain today and I can tackle the lawn in the morning, but then maybe I will be "forced"' to have to wait till Saturday. I just need to remind myself as I drag out the mower that I am burning calories, getting in shape, toning those muscles, breathing in pollen, wanting a drink, wishing I had self cutting grass...
You know what I mean.
Thoughts, ramblings, photos, etc. from the slightly ditzy, usually forgetful, and generally clumsy Sylvie Galloway
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
allergy rant....again
Ok, I knew allergies were kicking my tail, but not how bad. I failed an asthma test today, the doc refused to give me my allergy shots because I was wheezing, and he changed all my medicine because apparently my intermittent asthma has now progressed, or downgraded to more persistent symptomatic asthma...crap, was afraid of that. I have to wait until Monday to get my allergy shots and then go back to see the doc in three weeks to see if the meds are doing their job.
No wonder I have been so damned exhausted all the time, and have the energy of a turnip that has sat in the fridge too long. I apologize for my increased grumpiness and decreased brain clarity.
On the plus side these new medications should be a bit easier on my wallet, and hopefully open up my lungs so I can do what so many take for granted..breath freely. I want to be Supergirl, able to toss back, with a laugh, all those things that puny frail humans have to endure, being immune to any ailments. But no, I am one of those puny humans...really puny...curses!
Now where's that inhaler?
No wonder I have been so damned exhausted all the time, and have the energy of a turnip that has sat in the fridge too long. I apologize for my increased grumpiness and decreased brain clarity.
On the plus side these new medications should be a bit easier on my wallet, and hopefully open up my lungs so I can do what so many take for granted..breath freely. I want to be Supergirl, able to toss back, with a laugh, all those things that puny frail humans have to endure, being immune to any ailments. But no, I am one of those puny humans...really puny...curses!
Now where's that inhaler?
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