"Puppet wrangler? There weren't any puppets in this movie!" – Crow T. Robot
I managed to wake up early enough today to get into work early enough that I didn’t feel bad about leaving work early.
Yeah, I think makes sense, right?
No big plans for the weekend, beyond maybe some reading and some writing. I’ll probably pass on the arithmetic.
Thursday isn’t Friday, and it’s a damn sight poorer for that.
So, allergies a little worse than yesterday, but not as bad as Monday evening. That’s something, right?
The day was spent mostly like any other. This evening, though, I attended a live Rifftrax show at a movie theater downtown at Union Square with some fellow cappers. I grabbed a burger at Pete’s Tavern beforehand, browsed at the actually quite nice nearby Barnes & Noble, then went and enjoyed the show.
I’m on the train home as I write this, having arrived at Penn Station just in time to get one actually headed to my station.
I seem to be feeling a lot better today. Not quite 100% — I’m still feeling the effects of allergies and, occasionally, I think, remnants of those allergy meds — but much better than I was last night, when I went to be around 10:30 with a box of tissues beside my head. (It was actually really annoying, knowing that I could make it all go away, the sneezing and sniffling and itchiness, with just one little pill, but the trade-off of vague but persistent unease just isn’t worth it.)
Other than the allergies, it was a pretty normal day. I got some things accomplished at work; I finished reading a really nice book. I may go to sleep a little early again tonight, but overall Tuesday was a lot better than Monday.
The problem with quitting allergy medicine is that you’re suddenly stuck with the symptoms of allergies. It wasn’t so bad throughout most of the day, despite my not having slept very well again last night and having decided to forgo caffeine as well. (It not surprisingly makes the edginess worse and seems to kick up whatever’s left of the Allegra in my system.) But this evening…man, I’ve just been miserable. Sneezing, runny nose, itchy and watery eyes, scratchy throat, sinus headache — all that fun stuff listed as symptoms on the box for seasonal allergies.
So I may just turn in early tonight and try to get some sleep.
I got word today from Heather that the temperature’s already in the forties in Banff, where I’ll be in a little over two weeks. Right now, when it’s muggy and allergy-y like this, and “cool” is mid-seventies, that sounds pretty darn nice.