Thursday, July 11, 2013
Who knew how destructive a small pink pill was
Last night the need to dust and vacuum (Seriously, it's first on Saturday's agenda) and the fact that I forgot to run the dehumidifier as much as I should... I had to take Benadryl.
And woke up this morning, feeling like a zombie. My brain was all fuzzy, my eyes were red and raw. My mouth was dry. A zombie.
I have a hangover.
Now, if you will excuse me, I'll be hunting up some coffee. And water. A lot of water.