One bee sting is bad enough. How about 25?

Okay, to be fair they were injec­tions of var­i­ous sorts of insect venoms—bees, yel­low­jack­ets, hor­nets, etc. But damn if they did­n’t sting, and my arms still hurt despite the fact that I did­n’t have an abnor­mal reac­tion to any of them. I have no fear of nee­dles, thankfully.

The oth­er shots itched, burned, and felt fever­ish for sev­er­al days. They did­n’t ache like this, though.

On the bright side, I can take my anti­his­t­a­mines again.

Only one more round of aller­gy tests to go (for food aller­gies), and I’m going to put that one off for a few months.

We were blessed by an unex­pect­ed gift of an overnight vis­it from mayre­mi. It was­n’t near­ly long enough, but we’ll take what­ev­er time we can get.

The dry­er is work­ing again, thanks to sam­bear. We’re still work­ing through the laun­dry back­log, though.

The house is nowhere near as “picked up” as it should be, con­sid­er­ing that the maids will be here in the morn­ing. Unfor­tu­nate­ly, I could­n’t get to sleep ’til almost 4 am, so I’ve been drag­ging too much to do housework.

Iron­i­cal­ly, I spent a lot of that time read­ing Holis­tic Sleep, a book by the sleep spe­cial­ist Katie and I saw recently.

The maids are com­ing tomor­row, so I’m a damned sight more for­tu­nate than most people.

Wednes­day will be an at-home day, but it’s unlike­ly to real­ly be rest­ful. After the maids, we have the pest con­trol guy com­ing to inspect the house for bor­er beetles. 

Then the urban wildlife peo­ple will be here to fig­ure out how to secure the house against unin­vit­ed crit­ters. That’s very nec­es­sary, as curiousmay9 and rid­inrab­bit found a fresh­ly dead rac­coon in the attic this week­end. Nasty!

At least it isn’t try­ing to dig through the sid­ing to get in now. It was prob­a­bly the one that was Maced last week. It must have come back in after the smell dis­persed, and was still inside when its entrance was sealed. Appar­ent­ly, it ate the rat poi­son we’d put up there. No sign of kits, thankfully.

Cur­rent Mood: 😴tired
Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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