I’ve reached that stage…

I've reached that stage of this head cold when I feel like I ought to be able to work (and there are several small items on the to-do list), but every time I try to concentrate on something, my brain goes fuzzy. Sigh.

I might get one or two small things done today, but I think I'm going to mostly have to chalk this day up to continuing the post-Christmas, pre-New Year's holiday clean-up, and just accept the small gnawing sense of should-be-working-irritation in the back of my brain.

It's okay, Mary Anne. There's nothing that actually HAS to get done on December 28th, as opposed to December 29th. Relax. Read a book.