Well, I knew it was just a matter of time until my allergies kicked in, and boy - have they kicked in...with a vengeance.
The past few nights I've been dying dead. It got to the point last night that after an hour of lying on the couch with a wet washcloth over my face, I gave in and actually turned the air conditioning on. The AC is on again this evening - on May 4th.
Thank goodness, the old allergies have been getting better as I get older...but there's just been no helping me the last few nights. Watery eyes, scratchy throat and head that feels like a sack of wet weasels.
And according to Hank Hayes, it's only gonna get worse. Yay.
All fellow sufferers get my fullest sympathies.
Some good advice from the legendary Ray Stevens.
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