I can't write anything in a disaster zone.
But I spiked a headache at the end of the workday and by the time I got home, I was getting pretty miserable. I pulled dinner together, even got my walk in but by 7pm, I was on the couch with icepacks wishing someone would just shoot me and end my misery.
Needless to say, I obviously did NOT do any cleaning and/or organizing. Or writing. Or anything for that matter. Well, okay, I did walk two miles but that seem like a lot- the rest of the evening was a total loss.
Okay, so today is a new day and after walking with decynthus tonight, I'll see if I have better luck.
Oh, and it's finally stopped raining. Thank god.
Walking: 19 days in a row. Rah