Lately, I've had way too much time on hands. I actually read the New York Times Sunday edition on Sunday! The whole thing! A rare feat for me to be sure. It's not that I enjoy staying inside on sunny days and reading newspapers, magazines, books; not that I don't like to read, but rather that I had no choice in the matter. You see, I am suffering a pretty nasty bout of allergy induced bronchitis. It hasn't been fun and I do not like being cooped-up indoors 24-7 with the a/c running when the temperatures outside are even cooler than inside! This has pretty much been my life since I returned from a bicycle tour a week ago. Luckily, the allergies held off long enough for me to enjoy the daily riding in and around Easton, Maryland and nothing really bothered me until the first day back at work! At least I made it one day! The doc assured me that this would pass and as I sit inhaling a nebulizer treatment forcing steroids to stream through my body I wonder, should we cut down the cedar trees in the front yard? Rip up the grass? Pull out the flowers and plant gravel like they do in retirement communities in the Southwest? Of course, that would be silly because the yellow pollens that coat every swingin' thing around here are coming from more than just our yard. This time of year, I feel as I imagine the "bubble kid" must have felt his whole life; lonely, bored and desperate to get out of that plastic bubble! I know that the coming rains will wash the air and scrub the surfaces free of all this yellow dust. I just don't want to be stuck in here too much longer. The weeds are growing faster that the flowers and if I venture out, I'm sure to be right back where I started with this whole thing a week ago. A mask is out of the question. Don't want anyone thinking I have the swine flu. I've already read the paper, run out of magazines, and T.V. is not even on my radar. Think I'll go to work tomorrow...actually, I'm looking forward to being back. I'm sick of being sick.
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