Elves Running Wild day 16

Half way through December and I want to rewind to October already. I'm using every single atom of my being to find every fleck of silver lining the universe has given me. They feel so infinitely illusive right now. Maybe more out of reach than a Pulitzer.

I miss writing. I had a busy week last week that I very much enjoyed. Of course, my body did not get the memo that we were supposed to keep going strong and have a good weekend too. I've been exhausted again. I have a head cold. I'm fighting a migraine that already kicked me down low this morning. My flare up that started Thursday has subsided, but the pain in my back and legs lingered.

I'm trying to focus on getting things done one small task at a time, but I've fallen into guilting myself into submission to taking on large projects. I cooked a helluva lot of chile yesterday. It came out perfect. And instead of resting after, I started wrapping and got frustrated that I haven't bought much this year or finished much either. Today we finished Christmas cards despite the throbbing in my head. I have discovered that 3 stamps won't suffice getting them to their destinations.

I think its time for another hot bath and some snacks. I really gotta have another good week, even if it's a slow one. I need a Christmas miracle, though. Got any you could spare?