So. The day’s such a blur I can’t remember when it started.
Had a restless night’s sleep, got up early and…pow…a two-year-old racing around the place at top end for the rest of the day. Managed to work in a small set of revisions to a new shorter piece, but that was the only accomplishment worth bragging about—besides a brief jaunt to the gym. Heading up to Denver tomorrow to see the Botanic Gardens and do a little shopping. Be nice to get the time off—especially in advance of Mom’s visit, J’s impending sleep over, and the rest of the holiday festivities.
Oh, yeah. Forgot about the trip to the allergist. Turns out I might be in better shape than I think. Whoohoo.