I meant to post last night. We were downstairs, watching TV, eating homemade chicken wings (not terribly good ones), and I thought, I’ll post after I climb into bed. I already knew what I was going to write about; this would be easy. I even thought about how convenient it was that my laptop was already upstairs. But when I got upstairs, I got into bed and fell asleep without a single twinge of Wasn’t I going to do something?
So here we are, 7am, dark and cold as usual, and last night’s episode either means I’m losing my mind or that I have successfully rid myself of the pressure to post every day. I prefer to think it’s the latter.
You can have last night’s post tomorrow. Or maybe tonight, if I get to it. Probably tomorrow. Teaser: it’s about food!