Ok now I'm getting annoyed.
I didn't even take that much on for Christmas this year. Really, my commitments are way down. But there have been deadlines and shopping and wrapping and the time has sped at warp speed and somehow I ended up with the Canadian version of what Michelle calls "The Cold".
Members of my family now look at me with furrowed brows and annoyed eyes when I cough, which is, unfortunately, about every 20 seconds or so. My sore throat doesn't get any better because I continually hack. I took robitussin last night which helped everything but the sore throat, but this morning I have to run out for a bit and so can't take any more until I'm home.
And we've get to get our Christmas groceries. And I forgot about the garbage pickup today and the truck has already gone.
Is it bedtime yet?