A weird side effect of migraines for me is an energy surge once it has subsided. I don’t know if this is because the adreniline in my system is no longer needed to stave off the searing pain in my head or some odd sense for making up for the lost time I spent holding my head and praying for a quicker death.
After my all day migraine on Sunday, I pulsated with energy at 10:30 pm Sunday night.
Having discovered water marks on the marble floor, I grabbed some steel wool and attacked it with the vigor of a hundred thousand Polish cleaning women.
My hair was in a very loose end-of-the-day ponytail and my eye makeup something out of the Marliyn Manson collection. On my hands and knees in my rather short cotton nightie, scrubbing away with the scent of polishing spray in the air, Sparky walks in and says, “Wow. You have never been sexier.” And he meant it.
I’m going to have to start walking around with steel wool more often.