Have you ever tried holiday baking while high on pseudoephedrine? I wouldn’t recommend it. In an effort to thwart my sinus cold for a day….I popped a Claritin-D. Next: dry mouth, no taste, twitchiness and an insane work ethic. Suddenly, I was ready to seize the day. I wrapped, I baked, I cleaned, I shipped, I organized, I shopped…and then I assaulted my knitting projects. At one point, it’s possible that I accomplished all of these tasks at the same time. It came to a dangerous close when I pulled out pliers and began plucking tiny Christmas lights from their socks – only to pop the bulbs into a million pieces. Enter: my husband. He carefully talked me down from crawling around on broken-bulb carpet, searching for tiny broken pieces. He understood: I was dead set on fixing one strand of lights. I couldn’t handle another trip to Target. I needed to fix THESE lights. If I want something done, I jump in and do it myself. And now I understand: Just don’t do it when you are half-baked.
Wow. Tomorrow is a new day…because I’m going to get one heck of a good night’s sleep.