I had to drive my beloved to the airport today - he's gone a week, back next Saturday. I'm trying to console the kitty, currently, but it's just not the same without him here.
Part of the bad mood is probably because the world around me is dry and filled with dust and pollen, and it's made my entire head swell up like a big blob, despite the judicious use of a claratin. My eyes are cloudy, my throat burns, and after three cups of tea I'm wondering if it's not allergies but a cold. Oh, and my lungs ache. It's making for a fun night at home. Combine a weird cough, ears that sorta throb, plaintive kitty meows, and howling wind, and you get the picture. Also, though, there are simply AWFUL movies on tv, no movies in the house that I haven't watched, and me with not enough energy to go out and get myself some comfort film.
Ha. At least I can indulge in a good whine.
