I woke up this morning thinking that the allergies were just worse than usual. Oh, heavens, no! I’m all sploogy and red and raw and sore now, and of course, can’t take anything for it. I looked all over to see if I could find the Vicks Vapo-Rub. It burns when it first goes on, but it clears the congestion. I think, though, that I threw away the jar because it’s older than I am. Hubby went to Carolyn’s Back to School Night tonight because I feel too sucky, and he’s going to pick me up a new jar.

The therapist is encouraging me to get some meds for ADD and anxiety so it’ll be easier for us to work out the things I’m stumbling over, and I really am thinking of seeing what’s out there. Just not Paxil. I was concerned because of the whole heart thing, but got a call from the cardiologist, and everything’s fine. So, yeah, it’s anxiety. In fact, as I wrote this, it felt like my heart skipped a beat. I got a list of psychiatrists from him, tried to match up his recommendations with who participates in our plan, and it’s slim pickings. The sister of a former neighbor is on the list, too – but that name would never be in the running. It would be bad to see that particular doc, I think.

I’ve been poking around the internet looking at sewing and fashion and pattern sites. I’m a little pumped (as pumped as I can be, the way my head is feeling ATM) because I also got my supplies from Atlanta Thread And Supply, and my new drafting/cutting mat is bright white, which will make tracing and marking and drafting an order of magnitude easier. I also bought the Gutterman thread chart with the actual thread, so now I’ll be able to order the exact right color for my fabrics. I have some stuff I want to do tomorrow besides sewing, but making something new is definitely on the list for this week.