Post Gone

I wrote a post today. I really did. It was about how I have not been able to remember much of anything or hold on to a thought for more than a second today, but when I clicked the button to post it I got an error message that asked me to sign in again. I did and when I did my post was gone.

I wanted to rewrite it, but now I can't remember. I know that it had to do with my sinuses and me taking medication.

Oh...that reminds me about what I did on Monday. I could not breathe because my nose was so dry and swollen, but I decided to do my yoga anyway. Yay for Yoga Mondays. I went upstairs to find that my room was crazy hot. (Birkham Yoga, anyone?) I decided to do yoga anyway because losing a couple extra pounds can't hurt even if it is just water weight from sweating. Before getting started I made one last desperate attempt to improve my breathing and applied Vick's to my nose. So there I am doing hot yoga with Vick's on my face and barely breathing from sinus pressure. Not my best move.

So yesterday, I got some sinus medication, but because I am convinced the man the works behind the pharmacy counter at Kroger is an idiot and I am determined not to continue to rant and rave at them and get my poster and name on some kind of "keep away" list I purchase the stimulant free brand that they keep out on the shelf. Thereby, foregoing the ridiculous process of giving my license, mother's maiden name, blood sample and various other information just for some relief. I took it and slept through the night.

I woke up this morning and decided that I liked breathing and took another pill. Although my nostrils were clear the pressure headache did not go away. That must be what the acetaminophen is for. So, I took a generic Tylenol. The sense of relief that my body felt due to the influx of oxygen and ease of tension in my head has lead me into an epic battle against sleep. My body is tired of fighting and I just want to go to sleep. Too bad I am at work!

I have had moments of brilliance today. I helped a friend create a home buyer checklist and even helped another with the new medical benefits portal, but for every one accomplishment I had today there were at least 5 or 6 ideas that never made it. I feel like Dori in Finding Nemo or like a goldfish. They say a goldfish's memory is so short that it only lasts for one trip around the average fish tank. Today, I declare that I must be part goldfish. I had a great post ideas when I pulled into the parking garage, but by the time I took the elevator and walked to my desk it was gone. I had another idea while at lunch, but once I stopped chewing the wheels stopped turning. Every time the phone rang or someone walked by and waved my thoughts would just seem to melt away. I can honestly say that I have not completed a single project today other than this blog. (Which I have now written twice.)

I am trying to just keep swimming, but at this point I am pretty sure that I am just going in circles.