The word of the day is "bleah". Actually, that's the word of the week. I have a cold which is persistently hanging on in spite of my best efforts to shake it--efforts that include chicken noodle soup, lots of naps, regular doses of Airborne and DayQuil, and quarts of sweet tea. I spent most of my days off snuggled in bed surrounded by furbabies. And used tissues. To avoid feeling like I'd totally wasted my days off, I set myself the goal of finishing the chair rail in the bathroom. It seemed like a reasonable goal, since I had only three pieces left to hang, caulk, and paint. I put up one piece each of my three days off. I just put up the last piece, and now I have no energy left to paint it.
Bleah, I tell you. Bleah.