Spuddling along gracefully, 3.
1. A break in the fever.
2. Coffee — when will coffee not be a good thing? The best thing, this morning. I’ll admit it: I do not get people who do not like coffee. What is not to like? It’s DELICIOUS and KEEPS YOU ALIVE.
3. Decisions made for the upcoming year, about preschool of all things. Who thought I’d get swept up in that debacle? Ha ha. Oh, how I used to mock people who fretted about where to put their toddlers for “school”. Then — well, THEN — I put The Bun in a horrific school at 3, which he dropped out of after the third week. My kid is a preschool drop out. Won’t make that mistake again.
4. Robaxacet. See: Bad Back. See: Ongoing whining. I can’t spell Robaxecet and am too lazy to confirm the spelling even though it would entail only a slight shift in my right hand. Sometimes that’s too much trouble.
5. Work done or at least begun, the feeling that a project has finally got wings. This book is going to kick it! It is! Do you hear me, universe?
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