Fighting to come up for air
Kind of figuratively and literally. I got sick a week ago Friday. I know when I'm coming down with something. I get grumpy, things make me cry, and all I want to eat is sugar. Well, typically, it passes with a good night's sleep. This time, not so much. It put me down and out for over a week and sent me scurrying to the doctor's office for drugs.
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But, I've also received three new 'projects' I've been expecting but hoped to be farther on the current WIP's that I have on my desk to finish before my trip to Alabama.
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So I'm in the weeds. Good news is I'm feeling somewhat better and hope to be cough free before I go meet and greet my Alabama fans. And I've gotten one of the pesky projects off my desk and am back making progress on the others.
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As one of my friends quotes me, "It will be fine." And it will, but I'm feeling the strain.