I am sick again with allergies.
I am not ever sick and if asked I do NOT have allergies.
I am getting old and sick and my husband is going to trade me in on a new, younger model. ( Can you tell I am a little dramatic?)
Last night, trying to get over this round of allergies, I took some Nyquil and my happy pill before bed. I had also taken a Zyrtec at 8:30 pm. DUDE! I had some crazy dreams.
Dolls were walking around my house, biting at my ankles. Think Barbarella. It was bad.
Paintboy would come and scoop them up to save me, but they kept escaping. The neighbors were very angry at us for being mean to the little dolls. They called the FBI. I had a street full of blue lights, screaming neighbors and chomping dolls. All I wanted to do was wake up.
Lessons I learned:
Do not mix drugs.
Admit that you have allergies and call a doctor.
Do not tell Paint boy about my dreams, he blamed it all on the Happy pills. Does he not know that they are the only thing keeping me sane right now? Dumba**