I embody conflict at the moment.
On the one hand: I can't not be joyful when the world is so beautiful. Everything's coming up green! That bright, bright spring green when the trees bud! And flowers and flowering trees everywhere! Dogwoods and Bradford pears and redbuds (which are PURPLE WHAT KIND OF A LOSER NAMED THEM?) and tulip poplars! GORGEOUSNESS.
On the other hand: OMG EVERYTHING ITCHES I AM DYING. I take Claritin every morning to keep me from being incapacitated by my allergies, but it's not strong enough to deal with the onslaught at the moment and so my eyes and nose refuse to quit itching. At least it hasn't settled in my sinuses (most miserable I have ever been, I swear: when I ran out of Claritin and didn't take it for a few days last spring--I felt like my sinus cavities were completely full of pollen). But I have to wash my face every few hours and still it's not stopping. I feel a headache coming on.
And my truck is cooooooovered in pollen because it sits under trees both at home and work, and what is the point of washing it if it's going to get covered again?
But all of this is, I suppose, the price I have to pay for having such a gorgeous spring, I suppose. But sometimes when the allergies get really bad, I wish I lived in Arizona or something.
On the one hand: I can't not be joyful when the world is so beautiful. Everything's coming up green! That bright, bright spring green when the trees bud! And flowers and flowering trees everywhere! Dogwoods and Bradford pears and redbuds (which are PURPLE WHAT KIND OF A LOSER NAMED THEM?) and tulip poplars! GORGEOUSNESS.
On the other hand: OMG EVERYTHING ITCHES I AM DYING. I take Claritin every morning to keep me from being incapacitated by my allergies, but it's not strong enough to deal with the onslaught at the moment and so my eyes and nose refuse to quit itching. At least it hasn't settled in my sinuses (most miserable I have ever been, I swear: when I ran out of Claritin and didn't take it for a few days last spring--I felt like my sinus cavities were completely full of pollen). But I have to wash my face every few hours and still it's not stopping. I feel a headache coming on.
And my truck is cooooooovered in pollen because it sits under trees both at home and work, and what is the point of washing it if it's going to get covered again?
But all of this is, I suppose, the price I have to pay for having such a gorgeous spring, I suppose. But sometimes when the allergies get really bad, I wish I lived in Arizona or something.