Is it really only Wednesday? Really? Does anyone else feel like the month is just crawling toward Thanksgiving? I know I shouldn’t complain, because the holidays usually move so fast , but I can only get up before 5am so many days in a row before I start getting cranky.* You’d think, then, when things move so slowly, that I’d be getting so much more done, right? But no. It just feels like it takes me longer to do everything, like time has become a piece of pulled taffy. And I don’t even like taffy. Although maybe if I had some taffy, we could at least do a fun project about it’s miraculous stretching properties. You know, to kill some time. Did I mention that being tired also messes with my focus?
*In case it wasn’t clear already, today was my tipping point. A few more days of this and my posts are going to become as random as this one’s title.