Current mood: breathingly challenged
My sister came into town to convince me to start getting rid of crap that I've been too lazy to get rid of. I seem to require physical pushing to get me to do anything and we managed to get through only part of my living room and most of my bedroom. By doing all that moving/sorting, I guess I've unleashed some terrorist dustmites because we had some trouble breathing. So, after uncovering a humidifier from my years on the prairie, we plugged it in to try to dampen the airborn hell. Note to self: humidifiers in basements feel gross. Anita came up with the brilliant idea to get an air purifier.
So off we went to price out a few and see how much it would cost to not breathe dust with my air. We cruised the mall (why do malls always make me feel undead?) and, after checking a few places, settled on a Hepa configuration. It wound up being $28 cheaper than the posted price! But, to pay for the cheapness, it didn't come with instructions. So I have to go back to the suburbs to see if they'll steal an instruction booklet from one of the other ones.
It frightens me that I can already breathe easier. What the hell have I been breathing the three years I've lived here?
Currently listening:
In Case We Die
By Architecture in Helsinki
Release date: 12 April, 2005
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