I know I say this a lot, but short weeks throw my schedule off so much I forget what day it is.
I had the hardest time waking up and getting out to work this morning. I hope I'm not getting H's sickness (which I'm 93% convinced was the flu) because he's still not 100% and I don't have time for that.
Other than that, not too much here. It's still snowing, it's still cold. I believe January is the worst month (sorry any January birthdays); it's long, it's cold, it's dreary, and there's such a let down after all the excitement of the holidays. I'm ready for February.