Kickapoo

One of the many blessings of being a female and posessing high levels of estrogen, is also posessing a heightened sense of smell.  This comes in quite handy when you attend wine tastings, or when you  live alone and need to sniff out dangerous things like midnight fires, gas leaks, or pesky Radon in the basement. 

Unfortunately, today, my office smells like a dirty diaper filled with Indian food.  

Either someone got their cheap Christmas cologne a few days early and decided to have a jump start on everyone else and musk-up while they'd still get obligatory compliments... Or one of the housekeeping staff barfed on the carpet over the weekend and was too sick to scrub it out. 

Have you ever had a sneeze-fest from a putrid, sour, urine-y smell?  Neither have I until today. 

Regardless, I had to take a Vicodin.  All the sneezing and dry-heaving was applying pressure to my foot, which caused throbbing, which became too distracting and I couldn't take it anymore.

And hey, its perfectly legal and prescribed ...so why not ease the Monday Malaise?