Robitussinnnn

Mmm... I can't focus my eyes right now - any of the three - but I'm not coughing up a spleen, so I'll take the compromised vision.

Last week David brought home a nice cold from work, which I thought I had dodged and was feeling so superior, and then Sunday night the sore throat set in.

I still feel superior 'cause I'm getting over it faster than he is, but it's still a drag. What is with the throbbing headache advil can't defeat? Why does that have to be thrown in on top of swollen sinuses you can't blow anything out of, yet are able to slowly leak snot onto your pillow?

This morning I kept drinking the cough syrup til I thought I'd had a sufficient dose. It's supposed to be non-drowsy, but I think if you triple the dose, it's not as non-drowsy as they'd planned and a third eye grows into your forehead. I need to lie down.

Paper Cuts

I'm wondering who invented the invite inside the envelope inside the other envelope, with the little tissue paper and yet another little envelope for the response card (the response card envelope actually makes some sense, but the rest just seems like overkill).

When I sat down this weekend to send out a handful of invites I was amazed at the amount of manual labor required. Fold the invite over (why isn't it printed on a single card?), put the little paper on top, then the other crap on top of that, then shove it into the one envelope, then cram all that into the only-a-wee-bit-bigger envelope and mail for $1.50. Or almost. Whoever thought all that up needs to have the edge of each envelope dragged slowly across a lip and a few fingers.

At least now that's all taken care of, but I'm still fighting this damn cold. The DayQuil helps with the hacking cough, but not the sneezing. The cough was so bad Friday night that I took a double dose of Robitussin and it worked to some degree. It mostly made it hard to walk in a straight line.