Sunday night means almost Monday morning.
I promised myself I’d be feeling better when February starts. Apparently, the flu/bronchitis/now sneezing & sore throat aren’t playing deals. I slept yesterday, and today felt a bit better.
But “a bit better” hasn’t cut it these past weeks, so I’m going for the obvious alternate:
Fake It ‘Til You Make It
Re-organized wardrobe. Goal: Less black. It’s not much, but a little something-something might distract me for a few days.