I’m trying to clean up my house today. In fact, I’ve taken the day off work for cleaning and last-minute preparations before my sister and her husband arrive this evening.

My daughter is missing the last day of school with an earache and a fever so we’re running to the pediatrician in just a bit. You can’t plan when your kids will get sick, can you? Last year on the 4th of July her ear started to bleed. This child has had all kinds of ear trouble in her life. She has one remaining tube and I’m starting to wonder if she needs a new set.

Anyway, I’m doing all of this in an antihistimine fog. My allergies have really kicked in so I’m leaning on Claritin and Sudafed just to make it through dusting and vacuuming without collapsing in a really counter-productive sneezing fit. It’s a good thing I’m not trying to work today — sneezing on conference calls is oh-so-unprofessional. The fog makes me feel as if I’m not really all here, though. Everything requires an extra ounce of concentration and my head feels batted in cotton.

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