As you can see from the title and the caption, I did not wind up posting yesterday. The recap and excuses:

I aim to post in the morning. I can’t post any earlier than that, because I have to see how much sleep I actually got to report. If I can’t get to it in the morning, when I get home from work I aim to post right after dinner, thus catching me up.

Yesterday I had to run right to work. Busy day ahead and all that.

By the time I got home, I knew I had succumbed to the cold plague that’s been stalking our office, as evidenced by my sore throat and the mutant cold sore that’s threatening to spread across half my face.

So I went to bed.

And so this morning I can report two nights, and my first seven hour sleep of the month. Of course, I had to go to bed at 8:30 to get that, so I’m not feeling optimistic about the rest of the month.

I’d promise you a film at eleven, but it would just be me in my bathrobe and fuzzy slippers, sneezing into a tissue.

What the heck is she doing now?

© E. Stocking Evans 2016