So there I was, my nose 'a runnin', and little scrunched-up kleenexes atop the furniture in my room when aha! A light bulb moment. Why not bring my crock pot up here, fill it with water, and let it add moisture to the air and relieve my symptoms?
And that's what I did and that's what it's doing:
What a difference! In fact, after hours of complete normalcy, I turned the crockpot off last night, opened the window a bit to bring in moistened air instead, but then soon back came the runny nose and the sneezing. So I closed the window, added more water to the crock pot, and then slept with it on all night. And alas, a problem-free night. And morning. And afternoon.
Hooray! And speaking of that crock pot, while living at the farm I bought it at a yard sale and always wondered afterward why I bought that crock pot because nothing in my kitchen was blue. Nothing. I could easily have waited for another crock pot at another yard sale (they're everywhere), but I didn't. Yet now? Years later I know the answer: I've decorated with lots of blue here at Hobbit Cottage. Mystery solved.
I should know better than to try figuring out why I do what I do (and why God does what He does). When we're led by God, it's nearly impossible to understand many decisions we make. You know, the ol'...
"A man's steps are directed by the Lord. How then can anyone understand his own way?" ...Proverbs 20:24
So much in Life requires faith and lots of waiting until after a thing is over before we understand what was what. And we become happier people when we just accept that. At least, I did.
Found the perfect place for the last peel-and-stick quote from Dollar Tree:
It says, "Everyday is a gift."
Because it is, you know.