Throwing In The Towel And Huddling Under A Blanket

I'm just popping in to say that you may have noticed a lack of posting this week. "But Natasha," you are wondering, "You said you were going to blog everything you do for a week this week. I was so looking forward to being bored."

Well, you really would be bored if I blogged everything I did this week because I'm sick. It's "just" a cold but I feel awful, my cough is settled in my chest (and not in a good way), and I spent most of yesterday "parenting from the couch," because, you know, that's a thing. Also, I didn't take a single, solitary picture, and even though my OCD side is cringing because of my Project 364, I was also feeling too rotten to care.

I'm doing better today, as evidenced by the fact that I had enough energy to write this scintillating blog post, but it will be another day of huddling under a blanket, trying to stay warm, drinking tea, and using up more than my fair share of trees in Kleenex form.

I'm hoping to return to blogging a full week in January. I really do like to see how I spent my days with my kids.

Until then, I've caught up on all my blog reading and commenting (if you were thinking of possibly posting today and decided not to, please, help a sister out and POST ALREADY!), and now I'll attack the stack of weekly newspapers which have been piling up for way too long, because reading a newspaper article is about the length of my attention span right now. Maybe tomorrow I'll feel better and can progress to a book. Maybe...