Casa de Chaos

Are making it so bloody hard to think I'm doing a new story as a kind of 'pacemaker' to keep my brain ticking-over.
I'm just 'messing around' basically, trying to keep the 'connection' to the writing-part of my brain active.
How futzed am I?
I nearly put sugar and boiling water into the tea box, rather than my mug.
Twice, so far.
Caught myself both times, but I'm seriously messed-up twixt the ears right now. Husband and Brianna are feeling the effects of the Poplars also and none of us are allergic to them--but the pollen itself is a nasty irritant just on it's own I've been told.
My sinuses and the amount of sinus meds I've had to take will attest to that.

What we need is a really good storm with some high winds to blow the rest out of the trees and heavy rain to soak it down and keep it down.