We had planned to go to Orlando this week, but I'm down for the count. Can't figure out if it's a virus, or sinusitis, or just the fact that I needed a break. Last night was the first time I've slept eight hours in a long time, so that might be a clue. Orlando's not going anywhere, we'll get there soon enough. Guess the summer (for me) is off to a slow, easy start. Yawn.
In the words of the immortal Lilly Von Shtupp, "Let's face it, I'm, tired."