Nicole's Notes

We're expecting some serious snow tomorrow, so I've alerted Jason's cousin Andrew that I may need help digging out from under. Jason is still off doing documentary stuff. If it's really bad, I'll call work and say I can't get out, and maybe they'll send one of our sister company's snowplows to plow me out. Or gosh, I just could stay home. I rarely ever do that, after all. :P

I think the cat was seriously disturbed by my absence during the day yesterday. She was completely manic (maybe she'd been nipping into the catnip), and followed me everywhere. I disturbed her by actually using the oven to reheat some chicken fingers for supper. And then she sat next to me and tried to use the infamous Kitty Stare to coerce the chicken her way. Didn't work. Poor frustrated feline. She's also still fascinated by the stair ballusters (poking her head through and looking at me). She spent part of the night sleeping on my shoulder and rib cage (I was on my side), with her front paws massaging my neck through the blankets. Weird cat.

Most of the side effects are gone, aside from gummy mouth, strange sense of taste and drippy nose. The drippy nose is a nuisance, as I leave scads of used tissues in my wake. Entire boxes of kleenex have gone to their moderately slimey deaths because of me in the last couple of weeks. I'm keeping Puffs and Kleenex in business, I think. I like the 3-ply ones with lotion.

Oh, and my eyes are itchy and red! Not pink eye (I hope), just dry eyes. At any rate, I have an optometrist appointment on Saturday. Maybe I'll get to wear contacts at some point in the foreseeable future. That'd be nice.

Most of all, what I'd like right now, on a cloudy Tuesday afternoon at 1pm, is a nap. My eyes just want to close, and my brain says, "do something dull and repetitive, because otherwise you'll just muck things up". Yeeessss, brain.