Deal Breakers
I started thinking about deal breakers last night during my daily three a.m. wake-up call. I have really bad sinuses and allergies (I’m literally allergic to every single one of the viles they use in allergy tests), so as soon as the heat comes on in October I hit the beginning of Stephanie’s Annual Runnynosepalooza. The first few weeks I wake up in a panic just trying to catch my breath.
After my brain rings the alarm to let me know that I’m about to asphyxiate I bolt up in bed and start honking my nose like a fiend. After I blow my brains out I gently lob my dirty tissues in the general direction of my trash can (remember, it is still three in the morning). By the time I wake up for work the next morning, I’m a snotty tired, congested mess with crackly ears. The ground is littered with stiff Puffs carcasses, and I shuffle off to the shower, hoping that the hot steam will drain some of the snot in my head so that my face wouldn’t explode during the day. Read the rest of this article »
