When the pollen count is so high that breathing is hard work, it is time to be still, take the stupid allergy meds, put drops in eyes, soak in a hot mustard bath, and go to bed early. Pardon my bitching. I feel like a leftover wet noodle. And the forecast is for more of the same. Thrilling, just thrilling.
Sorry for not being more positive, but currently am only positive that this is miserable. Hope that the rest of you are not having the same problems.
Rest well, stay healthy, and may the Good Lord bless you in all that you set your hands to do. You are loved.
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