Over the last few days I have felt the onset of some sniffles.  Now, I spend most of my days sitting directly in front of a fan (hello summer, won’t be sad to see you give way to fall) so I do now know if this is an allergy/dust being blown at me 24/7 kind of sniffle or a gross “ha ha! you’re totally about to get sick!” sniffle but I do know one thing: I CANNOT GET SICK BEFORE THE WEDDING.  No no no.  See–I don’t get sick like normal people do.  I don’t catch the sniffles, feel lousy for a few days and then move on.  I catch the sniffles for a few days, have a week or so of “oh my god I feel like I’m dying” aches/pains/inability to breathe while lying down/cloudy headedness and then a month and a half of bronchial barking cough.  No. Good.  So I have been doing what any sane person would do when confronted by the fact that a cold might be trying to latch on.  I have been shoving Vitamin C down my throat and taking Sudafed.  I might have tossed back a couple of ecinacea and I was definitely eyeing the Benadryl and Nyquil the last couple of nights.  Not because that’s how sick I feel, but that is how badly I want to kick the ass of whatever this is, even if it is dust.

Which means that it is entirely possible that my brain is not having trouble concentrating because its Friday but because I keep taking otc meds when I might not need to.

Anyway.

All of the Vitamin C has had an…um….well….. would it be tacky to just set up shop in the bathroom for a day or so? I can’t seem to go an hour without needing to…..you know.  It is not comfortable.  It does not smell nice.  The cat will not come within arms reach of me.

But you know what?  If [bleep!]ing whatever this is out of me through the back door is what it takes? Then that’s what it takes.

Which is totally a lovely thing to write about on a Friday afternoon when I should be writing things that will actually make me money.

Have a good weekend!