I’m ready for the heat to go away. It felt hotter than usual this summer and I’m sick of not being able to cover the weight I put on. I blame him on the ongoing concerns of COVID-19 as to why my jeans don’t fit anymore.
I have noticed a new trend in younger people wearing crop tops under their winter coats. It sounds a bit aggressive when it comes to preparing for a temperature change, but apparently this generation has a high tolerance for skin exposure to temperatures as they still can’t seem to keep their panties pulled up to where they are. supposed to do it. to be. Wouldn’t it be smarter to use a belt to hold their pants in place instead of having to hold them with one hand? What if they need to use the hand that holds them?
So here we are on our way to another winter with germs that seem to be getting more and more frightening by the day. I have a feeling they are naming variants of COVID-19 faster than I can keep up. I decided to put ourselves on a vitamin D3, vitamin C and zinc diet. I’ve never been a vitamin taker, but what can it do wrong at this point?
Trying to keep germs at bay, I decided to start using a neti pot. Basically, it’s a nose rinse. It is not an easy task, but again, this is a suggested method of flushing out the mean airborne body destroyer. The instructions seemed pretty straightforward. Using the small teapot, pour saline solution through one nostril and it will come out through the other. After nearly drowning, I did and finished preparing for a meeting that evening.
An hour later, as I bent down to pick up my papers, a flood of solution began to flow from my nose, minutes before I met a potential client I was trying to impress. Now that would be quite the first impression, as I introduce myself, liquid is flowing from my nose. I spent the whole evening with my head tilted slightly upwards, just in case she decided to empty herself again. I’m sure they thought I had a jack in my neck or desperately trying to see through my bifocals.
It is a strange time that we are living in now. Families are struggling to find the answers to their questions. Lines are drawn between those who have been vaccinated and those who choose not to receive the vaccine, or two, maybe three. As much as America brags about the freedoms we have, to do what makes us happy, to be able to choose our religion or our gender, one would think that we could have more respect for those who do not make the same decisions as us. . .
Only time will tell how to get rid of this virus. In the meantime, the neti pot reminded me of a joke: my nose was running, my darling thought it was funny, but it’s snot.
Sandy Turner is a retired Missouri mom, grandmother, former babysitter and journalist who writes a weekly column about home, family relationships, and staying positive during tough times.