I’m in a good mood

I thought I’d better get it right out there in the post title, because my good moods are fleeting. Unfortunately, I do not have the slightest idea what I want to do with this rare situation. Maybe I should make up a whole new life and tell stories about it. True stories, well, relatively speaking; they wouldn’t be outlandish. No volcanoes, no Nazis, no dinosaurs or aliens. Ruling out aliens might be a little premature, however; don’t want to hamstring myself too much.

Actually, for some really weird reason, I am envisioning a Thelma & Louise laughing launch into space . . . with this huge air-filled landing pad. These good moods are dangerous.

Let’s talk head explosions

I’ve had this cold and it has zapped me a good one. Yesterday evening I started feeling a bit better and looked forward to refreshing sleep – even though Daylight Savings Time was going to make me get up an hour early.

Okay, I put my sinusy head down on my pillow and stretched out nice and comfy and I did go to sleep. And then I woke up because in the prone position, drainage was not effective. Pressure built up above my eyes, under my eyes, in my cheeks, behind my nose and my teeth hurt from pressure on that facial nerve that you don’t think about until something crowds it.

I had slept one hour. For the rest of the night I sat up so that my head would only feel as if it might explode – not like it going to do so RIGHT THIS MOMENT. Oh, I tried drainage positions; they only sort of worked – because my snot was like jell-o – and them the moment my body slouched to the side, the pain started building.

This is outright whining; I know it. I’m not going to apologize. But I will go off and whine in private.