January is always insane at work. This year, it’s even more so. Broken machines are the bane of my existence, but an unfortunate fact in the printing business. They just always seems to break when I need them the most.

And hey, Mother Nature. Can we talk about the cold? Seriously? I mean, I LOVE snow and all, but this cold thing is out of hand. And the snow you gave us didn’t even stick. I don’t want to complain, really I don’t, but the high on Friday is supposed to be 25. This is Texas. We’re not used to that kind of cold. Can we negotiate 10 degrees, maybe? I don’t think that’s too much to ask.

I did wash all my sweaters in preparation of the weather. They’re hanging all over the hall bathroom so they can dry. And the really heavy ones are draped over the side of my bathtub because hanging them would stretch the shoulders.

Ok, back to drinking my tea and then on to laundry. I’d really just like to sit here and maybe nap.