Another Expensive Friday...

I picked up my friend Jen today to do a bunch of errands and she commented, "Isn't this the third Friday in a row that we've gone shopping together?" I think she's right... that's where all my money went. Hrmph. Not like I can do much about the fact that, say, my bedroom and living room needed curtains, or that I needed to be fed mid-day (at McDonald's, shamefully), or that I needed tampons and a new blush and gas for my gas-guzzler. Last week I bought curtains for the dining room and-- oh, Jesus, I don't even remember. Something that was very, very important at the time, I'm sure. Oh, and I bought The L Word Season 1 on DVD. (Sooooo worth it.)

I picked up my wedding gown today! I've been calling it "the red pantsuit" when I mention it around M, because I don't want to tip him off about what it looks like by slipping any details. He reads this on occasion, so I can't tell you about it, either. Sorry! Let's just say it's perfect; absolutely the most beautiful dress in the world and I love love love it.

I felt so miserable earlier today. I'm very caffeine-sensitive-- I never, ever drink more than a coffee-cup full of regular coffee (or a Grande, at most, of a Frappucino or some other diluted-with-milk-sugar-and-ice coffee drink) because it makes me weak, dizzy, shaky and heart-racy. Well, I had one of my daily sinus headaches today (I need to figure out if I've developed seasonal allergies) and Jen offered me some Sudafed and some Excedrin for my head. I, of course, accepted, because although I'd never tried either medication before, I was in pain and I'd take anything she'd give me.

I started to feel ill right before we got food, so I figured I was just hungry. Food didn't help. I also had a Diet Coke, which by itself doesn't bother me.

Later in the day, after feeling weak and shaky but continuing to run errands because, well, I needed to do them, I called M while Jen ran into a store. He informed me that Sudafed and Excedrin both have caffeine or something like it in them. It occurred to me that Sudafed is the drug people are always trying to steal to make methamphetamines with.

Methamphetamines. Hmm. Shoulda thought of that.

The next hour and a half left me lying on Jen's bed, half-sleeping and half-reading, trying to ride it out. By the time I left I felt "okay." I still feel "okay," but a hell of a lot better. So I'm going to stay in tonight, and at some point in the evening I'm going to find out about what other products I currently or may use contain caffeine that I don't know about.