milkweed after the monarch flewso today i am waiting for a plumber who was briefly here and now again and longly gone. i experienced a violent allergic reaction around noon, my throat was instantly sore, nose running, took a benadryl type med from the cupboard and it's all calmed down, but the throat feels odd, voice is weird. ian called and said, do you think it could be stress, mom? you've been very busy. yes, i think he's right.
i am tired. still. the weather is winding up into a storm. the trees dance. the breeze erratic, gusty. i have friends to contact, commitments to follow up on. my body wants to rest.
this is what i need to be contemplating for a bit. not this. yikes. i am chair. i need to be snow.