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So, I went to my father’s house this weekend for Christimas. I swear he is worse than I am about cleaning, and the dust in the house is…. phenomenal. He cleans around the Holidays and lets things pile up until then. What this means, for me, is that I got sick. I was fine the first two days in the house, and then the last two days I came down with a head cold, likely due to breathing all the dust in the house. And, his way of dusting is to move the dry dust around with a dry cloth, rather than wiping it off with something wet – which would be a better means of doing so. This is also coupled with the fact that my father tries to conserve money by not heating the house as much as it could be, so I was going in and out of heat the entire time, going from extreme chilled to extreme warm. Meh. Disaster waiting to happen and it happened.

Honestly, I’d rather have the itchies back then a head cold, or any sort of cold. Here’s to hoping it does not develop within my chest. Coughs are the absolute worst of the worst, and especially more worse than the angonizing annoyance of a head cold and being unable to breathe.

I will somehow make it through work, sneezing all the way.

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