Poor hubby had another bad headache yesterday. We keep on top of allergens as best we can, so now we suspect it might actually be a food reaction- it’s hard to tell. He won’t go to the doctor (he went through rounds and rounds of allergy tests and treatments when he was younger and they didn’t do a thing) so we’re poking in the dark here. He napped while I vaccuumed and did a few house-worky things (cleaned toilets, washed dishes, etc.). Not how I planned to spend my Friday night, but it gave me a jump-start on the weekend.
Of course, housework tends to multiply, especially at the holidays. Got a surprise call from my male best friend (well, the one I’m *not* married to)- he’ll be in town for a weekend in December, so now I want to have a few things done before he gets here. I got the Hallowe’en decor packed up and finally faced a dilemma I knew was in the works: when we moved in, I put the Christmas decor in the back closet of the spare room, figuring we wouldn’t need it any time soon. Well, now it’s completely buried (we’ve only been here six months). I want to store the holiday decor in the front room (the craft/guest room) so it’s accessible. This is where the camping gear ended up. Clearly, it would make sense to swap where they’re stored- it will just take a lot of peripheral moving of items. Picture one of those puzzles where you slide the numbers around to put them in order, only with more lifting. If I actually accomplish this today I’ll probably give myself the rest of the weekend off.
Oh, we had a sudden loss last night. I washed the dark green blanket (as opposed to the light green one- yes, we each brought a green blanket to the marriage. Clearly we were meant for each other) while trying to minimize sources of allergens. It did not survive- it literally disintegrated in the wash. Now, this blanket is probably at least 15 years old and I knew it had holes, but it was still a surprise. Thankfully, we have a lovely black blanket-quilt hubby’s parents gave us that fits the bill quite stylishly. I suspect that I’ll be finding green bits in the laundry for months, however.