Huh.
Turns out that metaphorical banana cream pie in my ear that I mentioned last week was poisonous. Either that, or attempting to clear out some things from the back room triggered a minor but annoying ancient Egyptian curse. (I may have been putting off clearing that room a little too long . . .) Regardless, plague hit the household this week; nothing major, and Bu was thankfully spared, but I gained a fresh appreciate how being “a little under the weather” becomes a little more complicated when a little one is involved even when the little one isn’t the one sick.
I also gained a fresh appreciation of exactly what happens when I make vague plans like I did last week (i.e, nothing of consequence).
So next week the plan is to blow the dust off the idea I have for working with the new website and putting it to the test by no later than next Friday.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I think I may need to lie down . . .
Candles & Curses 