So...remember when I told you about the conversation with a stranger that I had a couple days ago?
Turns out, while we were standing there talking, I was basically a mosquito buffet- a free buffet, at that. I have fourteen (yes, FOURTEEN bites on my legs- two of which are on my right foot; heel and instep, thank you very much) and one on my left arm. I have been itching for two days!
And while last night at work, all the sweating I was doing in the ridiculous heat kind of kept them from itching too badly, last night in bed, I was manic. The ones on my feet actually hurt they itch so badly.
I'm just grateful there aren't more of them.
Cool shower and an oatmeal wash (no, I mean body wash, thank you, not soaking in oatmeal) helped for a couple hours last night, so I'm going to try that again today.
After the anti-itch cream wears off and the silly dog stops barking at the empty tree (and yes, it is empty. I prodded every branch with a stick and nothing fell out except the crab-cherries).
Isn't summer over yet?
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