Friday, June 29, 2007

I’m feeling decidedly woolly headed this morning.

I got home from work last night and decided that I should do something about the ironing which was threatening to escape from the shed where the tumble dryer is kept. We were getting to the point where we had nothing to wear without creases in and I was running out of knickers. And it’s not warm enough to go walking around without knickers on.

I carried the first basket load in from the shed and started sneezing; this was then followed by my eyes starting to run along with my nose. Now I’ve not taken any Piriton tablets for a while, so I imagine that my system needed a boost. I took a tablet and carried on. What a hero.

Do you know how difficult it is to iron when you’re in the midst of an allergic reaction? I could hardly see through my eyes and my nose was like someone had turned on a tap. Constantly running.

I’m not sure what caused the reaction, although I could be allergic to ironing I suppose. Anyway, half an hour later I decided that I should take another tablet. I usually end up taking two before they work and carried on attacking the second basket of ironing. There was no let up in the reaction and what with the sneezing that happen when I least expected it; I was getting in a bit of a mess.

I’d got the iron in one hand and a tissue in the other. It was touch and go as to whether I put the iron to my face when I sneezed by mistake. Himself suggested that I stop, but as ironing doesn’t take care of itself and I’m not rich enough to have a housekeeper – I bit the bullet and carried on. If I didn’t finish it last night, I’d only have to start again this evening – better to just get the job over and done with.

I came to the conclusion as I started the third basket load that the tablets weren’t having any affect, so I did what most normal people would do in the circumstances. I totally ignored the instructions on the packet and took a third tablet.

About twenty minutes after that the sneezing, runny nose and watery eyes stopped. Which would have been great if I hadn’t been wandering around like a drug crazed zombie. You’d think after taking the piss out of Pooks over her allergic reaction to tablets I would have known better. Unfortunately that wasn’t the case and by 9.30 I was fast asleep in bed. I must say that I probably had the best night’s sleep I’ve had in ages, but getting up for work this morning was a killer.


In fact I've been such a hero carrying on regardless of my suffering that I can't quite believe that Ms. Wag didn't send me congratulations and lots of naked boys running. Obviously certain types around here get spoilt rotten just ‘cause they have shoe addictions and the poor sod who does all the website work gets totally forgotten about. I'm one of the down trodden and looked over and completely missed out ones. Just in case you didn't know.

*wanders off in a sulk*

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

I take it someone has been tattling about images that might have been sent?

I'm not a mind reader you know, I didn't know about your sterling efforts in the face of ironing above and beyond the call of duty coupled with auto-medication trials. One rather cancels out the other as far as 'prizes' go, don't you think?

Sue said...

Tattling? She has announced the fact to the whole world. I’m surprised she didn’t arrange a bloody fanfare to well and truly rub my very sore and red nose in.

And of course I expect you to just know, just what sort of beta are you? I never manage to get things past you that I don’t want you to know about.

*Sticks lip out even further*

pooks said...

I can get nothing past her either so pull your lip back into line with the rest of your face. If you knew what she's been threatening me with...So much for Shoppers sticking together.

It's not my fault that you can't learn from my mistakes but it is revenge for the stick you gave me over my little incident. Mind you at least you feel asleep in your own bed and not on the boss's desk.
Px

Sue said...

Excuse Me? My lip is already back in - the tantrum was a success and I got the picture. I shall probably still stroppy for a while longer; just to ensure that Scally learns her lesson and gets the point. You can't be too careful after all - she may try that one again sometime.

And I'm so glad that my illness concerned you! If you were really, really my friend, you'd have offered to have done my next lot of ironing.

Anonymous said...

Now I have a bad conscience because I always say to my children "if you want a ironed shirt, blouse or whatever do it yourself. I iron only my own clothes." But now I know a hero like you perhaps I should reconsider my point of view.

Anonymous said...

Last comment was mine....sommer

Sue said...

No, no, Sommer...I don't want to be a ironing hero. I should be learning from you if anything.

If I'm going to influence you in any way, I think it should be to drink a rather large glass of chilled white wine whilst soaking in the bath, reading a book.

Now that is what Hero's really do.

Anonymous said...

I can do with lying in my bead with my laptop on my belly reading and writing.
For the wine I'll have to get up and I'm to lazy.


sommer

Sue said...

Now you've let the side down Sommer. You made such a good impression with the ironing too. At the very least I'd have thought that you'd have made a child fetch you a glass :-)

Anonymous said...

wasn't there a post from pooks? Do I have halluzinations?
sommer