So all of my determination came to nothing when I missed Wordstock again this year because I was sick and in bed for two days. Convenient that those two days just happened to be over the weekend. Sure, I’m feeling better today when I have to go to work. Snort. Typical. Now I’ll have to ask my friends who volunteered all about it and feel sorry for myself when they tell me how wonderful it was. Next year. As God as my witness…
On the other hand, had plenty of time to watch all of those silly You Tube videos and Facebook links that my family and friends send me, which kept me amused and entertained. By tomorrow, I should be back to normal.