I have some kind of cold or allergy business going on at the moment. It's not serious - just some post-nasal drip nastiness which is causing some throat swelling and soreness.
Some wooziness too, as I discovered in the soup aisle of the grocery store today. One minute I was thinking about how tragic it is that Campbell's is apparently no longer making double noodle and the next minute I was experiencing some concern about my ability to remain upright. Not to worry, I walked it off. I mean, I pretty much stood there until the spinny sensation stopped, but then I just kept shopping. I can't be sidelined that easily. I am the Brett Favre of grocery shopping. Except without the stubble. Well, unless you count my calves.
I decided to be responsible and wait to go grocery shopping until after I had eaten lunch so I wouldn't make any inadvisable impulse purchases just because I was hungry. This seemed like a good idea, but then while I was eating lunch I saw a commercial for that chocolate caramel cake bowl thing that you heat up in your microwave. And I decided that I needed some of that. FOR MY SORE THROAT.
Did you know that once you finish microwaving that ooey gooey goodness you have to let it stand for five entire minutes before you can eat it? If I had any self-control, Betty Crocker, I wouldn't have bought a microwavable bowl of empty calories in the first place, would I?
I have to say, I do recommend it, lag time notwithstanding. It would have been better with some milk, but I didn't buy any. Because milk increases mucous production and I'm all stocked up for mucous at the moment, thanks.
My plans for the immediate future involve throwing back a Benadryl cocktail and making sure I wake up in time for my haircut at 2:00 tomorrow afternoon. I'm a big believer in sleeping it off. I'm pretty sure I'll feel better tomorrow. At the very least because I will no longer resemble a 70s housewife. And really, isn't that the very foundation of wellbeing?