As I write this I have tears streaming down my face, not from joy or sorrow, but ... ALLERGIES. I am allergic to Texas. From January until March, I should seriously consider taking an extended vacation.
Excuse me while I sneeze 10 times in a row...
Okay, now let me blow my nose..
One more time...
Okay, sorry about that. I don't think I've breathed out of my nose since January 1st. Seriously.
Poor Mark has to put up with my Darth Vader sleeping and blowing my nose all night long - I think he suffers just as much. He also has to deal with the Kleenex that seems to be trailing from one end of the house to the other. When you go through a box of Kleenex a day, that tends to happen.
So sorry if my blogging has been a little sporadic, I'm in hibernation mode until the cedar, mold, and DUST IN MY HOUSE goes away.
P.S. No the kitchen isn't done. NO WORK HAS BEEN DONE THIS WEEK. Supposedly, he is coming tomorrow with our cabinets. Unless he gets hit by a truck, or his dog dies, or it rains, or my cabinets fall off the back of his truck, or...you get the picture.
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