Today Little One woke up at 5:00am hungry but couldn't do much with his oatmeal yet. His fever is gone! And it's raining! Never thought I'd be glad to see the rain but if it washes some of the pollen out of the air for awhile, I'll take it. I woke up myself the other day with a swollen face and bloodshot eyes. Speaking of waking up, I have discovered that if I take 800mg ibuprofen at night, I wake up much better. I am down to 4mg prednisone, so up goes the ibuprofen.
So, what to do today, if Little One (and my wallet) is up to it, I guess I'd better hit the laundromat. And check the mail for my tax return. Maybe get some food in the house. I hate grocery shopping. Yes, hate. Strong word but that's how I feel. I wish food would replenish itself.
I remember a time when I actually looked forward to grocery shopping. Big One was little and not only was I a stay-at-home mom, I was an isolated, no friends mom. Grocery shopping was like going to a party. I actually planned menus, made lists and comparison shopped. Being around people was comforting even if they were strangers. If I was lucky, I'd run into someone I knew and get to talk their ear off about everything.
How things change! Now, being around people is starting to wear on my nerves. My solitude is precious. I'm lucky if I can get in and out of the grocery store without seeing anyone I know. I can't remember anything long enough to put it on a list, planning menus takes place in the frozen dinners aisle, and comparison shopping is limited to 'which store can I get in and out of quickest?'
Well, feels like one of my pills got stuck today, better go see if I can make it go down before my esophagus burns up.