I don't know what to say...

Serious case of the blahs for no good reason
that I've been able to pinpoint. 
Enthusiasm has dribbled away.
Maybe I need more vitamins.
Or coffee. 

I'll be back eventually.

I have packages to wrap with miles to go before they sleep...

blah... yuck... blah... yuck.

Why, oh why did I not go with simple gift cards?
Answer: Because I really do love to find very
special gifts for friends and family. I usually find
gifts all year long and stash them away for birthdays
and holidays.

So, what am I bitchin' about? The last step of wrapping,
packing and shipping the goodies to the intended
recipients. I've got everything needed except energy.

And, I feel yucky. Achy in my head and neck and chest.
I need hot soup and a massage.

Oh, well. Back to bed and a book. And a phone call later.
I'll work on it all again tomorrow.

Brain disengaged...

transmission slipped.
threads stripped.
lids flipped.
well is dry.
no fish to fry.
out of tune.
crazy loon.
cork screwed.
jammed not jellied.
stifled.
snuffed.
and more than miffed.