I Can’t Breathe
The main reason I was so late in posting anything yesterday was because I couldn’t breathe.
Now it is true, I do have asthma and there are many times that I truly have a little difficulty breathing, but I’m not referring to this.
I’m talking about allergies. Really bad allergies. The kind that make your nose so stuffy that you can’t get even a smidgeon of air through either nostril.
I’m allergic to house dust and that is how it affects me.
Yesterday I decided to do a little light dusting around the house. I even put on my cute little yellow masks that I wear solely for this purpose.
It didn’t help.
First my nose started running horribly and I ended up using like a half box of tissues.
My eyes started itching uncontrollably.
. . .and I couldn’t breathe!
Then my Christopher did the most amazing thing.
He called and scheduled someone to come and clean my house.
Not just once.
But every week.
My hubby is: “da bomb diggity bomb”!!
















