Yech. For the past few hours, I have been *really* stressed out. I had a lot of downtown errands to run in rush-hour traffic, and now I'm back at home in the Big Room, trying to make piles of stuff fit a very small number of containers. What I wouldn't give for one of Mary Poppins' carpet bags. ^_^
So I was buzzing around, tired, trembly, with a killer stomachache, when I had a stunning realization: I had eaten or drunk virtually nothing for the past 12 hours (and that meal had been mostly chocolate).
-_- Sometimes I just need to flick myself in the head.