Today I was going to Organize Stuff. Despite the coughing and congestion, I was going to put away a bunch of things that have been tormenting me around the house. Two laundry baskets full of swaddling blankets that we haven’t used in months, for example.

That did not happen.

Instead, I discovered that I had zero swiffer thingies to sweep with; zero storage bins to put stuff in; and one vomiting three-year-old. End of organizational attempts for today!

On the plus side (?), I did eat an entire bag of Trader Joe’s dark chocolate-covered pretzel slims (they’re pretzel-shaped dark chocolates with a little bit of crunch and salt, but without much of the pesky pretzel part), courtesy of my mother. I love when my mother is eating healthy. She still notices the good sugar foods at the grocery store, she just brings them to me instead of eating them herself. And I will eat anything. (Um, that is a flat-out lie. But if it’s dipped in chocolate, there’s like a 95% chance I will go for it.)

Ah, well. Tomorrow is very likely to be another day. Maybe even a day with less, you know, ick. Please.