I know that I've been posting even more infrequently than normal -- forgive me. I have caught a nasty cold (thank you, my lovely children) and am feeling like something stuck to the bottom of a shoe.
In between naps and dispensations of NyQuil, I am trying to read blogs and comment. I feel a little more functional today than in days past, thanks to my long-suffering husband, who made an emergency (and invective-filled) run to the store for said NyQuil for me.
Hopefully, I will be feeling more human in the next day or two, and will be able to have the strength to focus on normal tasks. As it is, I find myself drifting and having very pyschedelic daydreams. I blame the NyQuil.
Being An Adult
9 hours ago