Sorry for the unscheduled dead air on this blog the past few days. In truth I've been dragging around The Black Dog since about the middle of last week.
Cute, no? Eh, not so much.
It's hard to get over feelings of failure and pessimism, but I had a more positive weekend and I do feel much better now. Yesterday's afternoon of knitting at the pub and then dinner with Lee and John was a good antidote. I'm still struggling a bit with motivation and enthusiasm, but it's a definite improvement on the inertia of last week. The quantum singularity of the sofa.