Officially Uninspired

My creative juices must be directly linked to the amount of oxygen that enters my nose and since I am all stuffed up, it is affecting my blogging.

Really, I just feel miserable. I was hoping I was sick at first, because that would mean I would get over it; whereas allergies will last through July. Now, however, I am thinking that wasn't the best desire...

See, because allergies bring all this extra mucus and inflammation with them, it often leads to being sick anyway. So now I think I have a bit of both. Allergies + sickness = a whole bunch of yuck and lots of used tissues.

Tyler calls them my snot rags (gotta save that for posterity). He need only look at a wastebasket and assess the number of snot rags therein to tell what kind of day I have had. Today wasn't good; it was a full wastebasket day.

I should buy stock in Kleenex.

So instead of blogging about the beautiful pink sunset outside my window, the latest Nienie Dialogues that were incredible, or even my poor baby with her ear infections... I am lost in a little bit of self-misery. Truly people, I do know there are worse things than allergies and trouble breathing, but sometimes it is hard to see past the tip of my own stuffed nose.