pants on fire!
I did not get out of the house today to run errands as I said I would in my last post.
I sat on the couch all day and wallowed in my grief.
Now am getting off my ass to clean the kitchen (which desperately needs cleaning.)
And to bake.
The problem with baking when you're depressed is that you tend to eat the fruits of your labor.
We'll see if I can manage to refrain from downing 3 dozen chocolate chip cookies later this evening.
Wish me luck.
I'm still really sad.
But I just can't sit around anymore.