Corner of Bourbon & Division

I am declaring this morning a write-off. Not only am I not feeling 100%, I am also really, really tired.

So, in spite of how this is going to f*ck up all my plans, I am staying home this morning. I am not going out to do my grocery shopping, I am not going to the YMCA the way I'd planned, and I am not stopping by Frigo Vert to check out the shiny bee product elanya and curtana recommended. I am not going to the bank to pay my Bell bill.

Don't ask me how I'm going to work all of that into next week's schedule, because I just don't know. I wasn't sure how I was going to get it all done today, for that matter. I do know that it involved getting up much earlier than I did, and not being on the brink of collapse.

I am going to do nothing for the next two hours except have breakfast, and putter. The cat pans have to be cleaned, dishes have to get done, and lunch has to be made (yes, technically it's dinner since I work late, but I still call it lunch. Go figure.).

I have made blueberry pancakes. Rather, I made pancakes and then added frozen blueberries. They turned my batter purple. I am amused. :)

I would like the world to stop for a minute, please. I'd like to get off the ride. Thank you for your understanding.

If it weren't 11am, I might dump some Bailey's in my coffee. I never mentioned that I got another bottle for my birthday, did I? I think it was fearsclave who enabled that particular time, but my memory is fuzzy these days. Thank you, generous benefactor, purveyor of Irish cream. :)

Going to stagger off and collapse now. Maybe I'll read some more John Seymour. I'm very amused that he seems to think everyone can easily keep a Jersey cow on their one-acre holding. :) Still, lots of interesting stuff in there, and he has a good writing style. I love how he never uses the word "manure" without qualifying it with "lovely."