We shall not speak of work

i-f875c0b07d9b3cb6229668554781b35a-alice.jpgI'm fried. Tired, irritated, avoiding work. Note I have not posted on my dismal failure of InaDWriMo. I was so relieved to make it to Friday evening, I was just gasping.

Mark Bittman holds a secular sabbath for himself (a term he attributes to the blogosphere), where he turns off all his technological gadgets for a day. That may be a new year's resolution for me. In the meantime, instead of (a lot of) work this weekend, we did laundry, moved furniture, and decorated our house for Christmas instead. And we wrote almost all of our Christmas cards - 44 so far. :-)

Now it is Monday morning - time again for work...

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