I don’t even know where to start. I haven’t posted in a while because I just don’t have anything to say, at least not good. I’m sure I’ve gained back every ounce that I had recently lost, and joy oh joy, I am sick AGAIN. This time, my fiance brought me the lovely germs. I’m so clogged up and congested that I can barely breathe, and quite frankly, I don’t care about much of anything right now.
Getting back on track or even thinking of a routine is impossible right now, and with running around for the holiday next week, I can’t help but think, forget it until after Thanksgiving!
Grumpy doesn’t even begin to cover how I feel. I’m sick of catching every little germ floating through the air, sick of illness hanging on for weeks when everyone else was over it in a few days, sick of being overwhelmed, sick of getting started and screeching to a halt, sick of moving backwards and knowing I have destroyed any progress I had made.
Enough of that. I’ll be back when I am better prepared to make a new start and do more than complain and vent. Right now, I’m not there yet.
Sweat & Sparkle 