It is not Saturday

But it feels like it should be. No idea why but I woke up this morning feeling like it was Saturday. Not that it matters much to me but still.

I also had a sore throat this morning. It has mostly gone away and I've identified it as Texas disease. It takes a few years of living here to become allergic to the state but nearly everyone does. Usually it is the 'cedar fever' which is neither cedar or a fever. Got to love that. Cedar fever season starts in a couple of weeks so my body is planning ahead. I just ordered an eight pack of Zyrtec. All of us, including Zoe and Toby, take it.

Dana and I both use Flonase on a daily basis year round. I'm looking into saline nasal washes having never gotten my head around, so to speak, netty pot stuff. But I may yet go there.

As long as I'm not getting a virus I can live with it.

Yesterday was dog day so I'm off until Tuesday and will be better by then. I usually have to take a couple of pockets of tissue with me as I constantly have to blow my nose. The dogs don't care so it is OK.

Other than that I'm watching soccer and not doing much else. Dana has a med appointment so it will be just me and the dogs for this afternoon's match. I'll be the one wrapped up in the blankets.

It's settled, I'm sick

Only a cold I'm thinking. No fever, no covid. Just a sore throat and blah.

I've not been sick for maybe three years or more. I don't remember the last time so I'm out of practice. The only thing I really mind about being sick is having a sore throat. And that is all I have now. It is annoying.

But whatever I have is pretty mild. Nothing that laying around in bed and winning the round of 16 tomorrow won't fix.

Lots of tea and down comforters.

I did buy some Simple Saline thanks to mollywheezy's advice. I'll wash out my brain tonight before bed and see how that helps.

Meanwhile, Dana's cooking dinner and I'm just on cruise.