Here’s What’s Happening: NOTHING

Here’s What’s Happening: NOTHING

This whole week was supposed to be full of stuff. Like, house projects. And cleaning. And me doing all my running with all the great playlists I was going to make. And working on book #2, which I had some good ideas about while walking Pablo. Super great, right?

But what’s actually happening is NOTHING. Because I have allergies up the ying.

So there are no house projects. No painting or rearranging or clutter-clearing or tidying.

No running, because though I made some brutally good playlists, I’m either leaking fluids out of my face or lying in an antihistamine torpor.

And no writing, either. It’s one of those weeks where writing seems like a terrible idea. Which doesn’t happen often, thankfully, but it’s an uncomfortable thought to have nonetheless. There’s nothing else I love to do as much. Nothing else I really do that well, either.

I sound so emo! I feel like I’m breaking up with myself.


  • rockstarscars on May 05, 2012 Reply

    My date with my wife to go out and cause a ruckus in the local dives has been cancelled because of the damned allergens. I’m a sad girl.

  • bibliomichelle on May 05, 2012 Reply

    Too funny — I have DM in my car right now. Hope your allergies get better.

  • Carrie on May 04, 2012 Reply

    It wasn’t that good of a post anyway.

  • Lab Rat on May 04, 2012 Reply

    Why did you have to wreak a perfectly good post with a drippy DM song?

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