It’s been one of this weeks. First it was one of those “I can’t put down this book so don’t expect me to get anything accomplished” weeks. (Read anything you can reach by Jandy Nelson. You can’t go wrong.)
Then it was one of those “I started crossfit even though everyone who goes there looks like a superhero and I still look pregnant and not just a little bit cute pregnant like frumpy why can’t I lose weight pregnant so now I’m too exhausted to even lifty arms. Seriously. Pumping the soap dispenser to wash my hands hurt” weeks.
And then it was a “oh crap I am hosting a birthday party in like three days and my house is a disaster because I’ve been having one of those weeks (see above)” weeks.
And then it became a “I dropped my new iPhone 6 on the cement and it shattered and now it searches for rand things on the internet and calls people I haven’t called in months when I’m not even touching it so now all my pictures are hijacked and my main tool for blogging is shot” weeks.
So. I’m blogging from an old phone. Only have some of my pictures. And I’m letting myself off the hook when it comes to catching up. So there.