I should be posting more than this today because I’ve a lot to say.

But I’m not because I took a nap that I probably didn’t need but I told myself to take because I never get the chance and I’m still sick so I thought it couldn’t hurt.

Now I’m just feeling pressed for time and frustrated that I haven’t gotten more done today.

I’m being hard on myself.

I get that.

I need to stop.

But I’m off the the store to get dinner and to hope that my flake of a sister calls me when she said she would so we can nail down some Christmas plans.

I’m not looking forward to that conversation. But it will have to be.

It will all get done. It always does.