The allergies are in full swing, and I can barely function. Sleeping is a no-go because I can’t breathe through my nose, so I wake up in the middle of the night with a bad case of dry mouth and have to guzzle down a bottle of Ethos every couple of hours.
My dad’s sending me a new scrip for Flonase (for the allergy-induced post-nasal drip – awesome!) and Zyrtec, but I had to stop by the drugstore yesterday and pick up some Reactine to tide me over until get that filled.
I picked up a copy of Tatler while I was there because it caught my eye, even though I was supposed to pick up this month’s Vogue. I need new bag ideas, right now I’m leading towards Marc Jacobs’ iconic Stam – thought I’m torn between the black and the pink.
I ache all over, but it’s not from any particular illness, and more from getting back into going to the gym on a regular basis as opposed to the paltry two times a week I’ve been swinging the last couple of weeks.