Why does it always seem that we overbook ourselves during the most busy weeks?
Yesterday during the throws of an allergy attack I took a Zyrtec because I was desperate.
I don't take medicine. I don't like it. Mostly because I had pills shoved down my throat for all of my childhood because I suffered from a BAD case of ADD.........................shiney thing.......la la la...la la la la la....la...........la......................la la.
Ok, back to blogging.
So, yesterday after the Zyrtec, I felt like the walking dead. I literally almost fell asleep while teaching a piano lesson yesterday. That poor student, I may have drooled on little Ben Fritz.
Today I have a ZYRTEC HANGOVER. A bad one. I have a million and one things to do but no energy to do it. HMPF.
Our flight to Miami leaves early tomorrow morning. My mom, dad, and John and I will be there all weekend as I will be performing with the Ars Flores Symphony Orchestra and Rima Tawil. We are staying in a hotel on the beach.
HUZZAH!
I hope I remember my underwear while I'm packing.
I'm never taking pills again.
