The thoughts you have when nasal congestion is keeping you awake aren’t always rational, but they can be funny…
Last summer, my son and I went on vacation to Europe, and to save money, we shared a hotel room. Everything worked out well, except the one night when I awoke to my son violently shaking me saying, “Mom, your snoring is keeping me awake.”
I grumbled something that he later told me sounded like an angry bear and tried to go back to sleep, but every time I dropped off, he shook me again. I eventually gave up. While my son slept soundly, I laid in bed staring at the ceiling. Oh, the thoughts that cross one’s mind in the middle of the night when they’re in a London hotel room and forgot to pack their Breathe Right strips. . .
NIghttime Congestion Got Me Thinking...
That man I saw in the lobby today sure was handsome. Maybe I’ll see him again tomorrow and we’ll strike up a conversation. Maybe we’ll get to chatting and we’ll end up getting coffee and learning that we have loads in common. We’ll fall madly in love and I’ll move my son to London. No, we’ll live in the country, in a big manor house. Like that show that everyone was talking about a few years ago… The one that takes place in the early 1900s… What was it called? Of course I can’t remember.
The clothes on that show looked so uncomfortable! Imagine trying to run in all that fabric. And men had to wear those tight breeches. Or are they pantaloons? Pantaloons is such an odd word, isn’t it?
You know what else sounds odd? Nasal congestion. I wonder if comes from Latin? It probably does. Almost everything comes from Latin. I should look it up tomorrow. Like in a real dictionary. When was the last time I leafed through a real dictionary? Also, when was the last time I forgot my Breathe Right strips? Those are lifesavers — especially because I’ve been known to snore in stuffy hotel rooms. Let me check one more time. Maybe I put them in my cosmetics bag?