It’s that time again– the time that all cedar-sensitive persons in central Texans dread. It’s cedar fever time. UGH!
2011 was the first year it ever affected me, which is crazy because I’ve lived in the area since I was thirteen years old. But apparently, that happens with cedar. I finally realized what all of these people for all of these years had been complaining about. It’s terrible: itchy eyes, constant runny nose, sneezing, headache, sinus issues for weeks!
My husband is also a victim of cedar. He’s been dealing with it since he moved to Austin, and it hits him hard. The cold front last night brought the cedar with it, and thus, my poor husband spent the entire day in bed.
Now, I’ve previously mentioned that Brian is not the best patient, but he was honestly very ill today. I brought him meds and checked in on him every now and then, but this stuff just knocked him out. So… I had a whole, big, quiet house to myself.
We made yesterday our Sabbath, so today, work needed to be done. I cleaned and scrubbed and mopped and organized. I ironed and folded and sorted. I made a PowerPoint lesson and notes for the kiddos. And I read 100 pages in my novel. It was beautiful!
Brian woke up and spent the evening with me. We ordered pizza and watched Downton Abbey. It was delightful. He seems to be feeling somewhat better, but I don’t want him to let his meds lapse. I’m hoping he’s functional for work tomorrow. He’ll be without a nurse đ
