What lousy weather we've had coming in. It's been a winter of dark dreary days. I'm getting tired- really tired- of all the snow. We have a new Director starting tomorrow, which will be a huge relief for our department. There's been a lot of stepping up for the last six months, but we are all ready for normalcy again!
And meanwhile, it's been a long dark winter. Our cats are shedding everywhere, my engagement ring lost a ruby, and we had five flat tires on my Beetle in one week! I'm sick of the darkness and the snow.
I am dying to get outside, but the riding is obviously not possible at the moment. Too much ice and snow, and the weather is way too cold for my gear- my "cold" gear only works for me to about 45 degrees. I'd need a full facemask and actual tights to survive in this subzero stuff. I want desperately to be outside, but I just don't have the gear!
And the air is so dry- outside, it's dry and crisp, so that when you breathe, the insides of your nose freeze a little. Some people find that refreshing. Some people also like to bungee jump. I try not to judge. The worst is going inside, though. The inside air is so dry I get bloody noses. I overshare for you.
I secretly wonder if the bloody noses make one more susceptible to colds. I have to say, it's been a good year- I've not gotten deadly sick this year yet- I'm getting slammed with a cold right now, but so far, everything else has been a mild cold. (I just had a ton of sick time to use up last year, so I checked out for every sniffle just to use my time.) Today, though, I left work because dripping noses don't go over too well at the ICU. It took more than 12 hours of med loading before the magical clearing happened. I wish I could say what cured the common cold, except that it was a mix of drugs, more drugs, veggie soup, tea with ginger, and Airborne. So a cocktail sludge of essentially every medicinal, homeopathic, and folk remedy out there. I stand by my ginger tea (grate raw fresh ginger into tea), but I'm sure the Alka Selzter doesn't hurt.
I hope to rejoin humans tomorrow, just in time to hopefully not scare my boss with my huge, pink, triangle-shaped nose. (That's right, when I get sick and my nose swells, my already Roman profile swells to picture-book proportions. If I ever get drawn for a picture book, I'll be Princess Rhinosia, the Prominent.)