
well, i'm sick somehow. all achey and stuff. miss is doing a great job of tending to my whininess though.
so many things have changed in a short time it's hard to pin down what caused it. things first started getting sniffly when we bought a new (used) rug. we were excited because it was pretty cheap and in decent shape. maybe a little too good of a bargain. even before we unrolled it i started getting an allergic reaction to it. it must have come from a cat factory or something. so i leaned it out the bedroom window and beat it like a stepchild. which was a lousy idea because the wind was going the wrong way and i and the bedroom got covered in dust. an entire cup of dust, as i later swept up. now it lives in the "dining room", and i have to open a window at night to get fresh air across my nose to keep from stuffing up.
missy bought some antibacterial rug-scrubbing product and really did a number on it this afternoon. also much vaccuuming of rug and everywhere. if that doesn't solve it it's going back to the store.
but really, it's the kind of sick that feels like a flu and not crazy allergies. it occured to me that missy's going to be the vector for three schools and twelve classrooms worth of 10-year-old viruses in the coming months. in fact, one of her teaching manuals devotes an entire chapter to the topic. echinacia blast time!
but who knows. the french are more liberal with foodstuffs. nonpasteurized cheese, weird sausages, like that. i'd be really bummed if some delicious cheese did it.
but anyway, this will pass. it's a good excuse to lay in bed and read french graphic novels. and we managed to download James Burke's Connections 3 series before another spat of internet hassles, so we've been doing one a night of those. more on him later, as he says.