PITY PARTY
I am just not in the mood. I am not in the mood for anything. Not for cleaning up my dust-bunny colonized house. Not for wading through more! never-ending! endless! NON-ENDING loads of laundry. Not for baking cookies that my son keeps asking me about because, GOD, when do I have time to bake cookies? After Christmas, that’s when. Not for writing posts in my LJ which is why there was nothing yesterday and nearly nothing today (and you’re probably wishing about now that I’d continued that trend). Not for having that achy stuffy full-of-phlegm not-fresh head-cold feeling 2 days...