Here it is 9:00 at night and I have absolutely nothing to show for the day. It was nice.
Yesterday B and I drove up to Breck to see a play in a little theatre. It sure felt like a long drive--and the drive home was the longest ever. I don't know if it was the change in altitude or what coming home, but my head felt like it was about to explode--and my ears felt like ice picks were embedded in them. I know it's completely related to the cold or whatever it is I've had, but by the time we got home I actually had given some thought to asking B if he'd take me to the emergency room instead of home. It was the worst pain ever--- the worst. Today is somewhat better---since yesterday I've been stuffing myself with migraine relief capsules, natural herbs, cough syrup, herbal tea, water, soup, you name it I've probably taken it. This is really getting old.