Still behind. Still sorry. And I have so much catching up to do after my headaches, so it will probably take a bit, so I’m not ignoring you, I still adore you or am thrilled to meet you, I’m just behind.
And on to knotty. Which is how I found this post this morning, struggling as I was to find a K. It’s funny how we can tangle up and and around ourselves, exacerbating whatever pressure we had in the first place.
Which I am now doing.
Sometimes things seem to knot up all on their own, the metaphorical and the literal alike. Take, for instance, my headphones.
How is it that no matter what state I leave them in, the next time I see them they’re the World’s Biggest Ball of Headphones? Is it personal?
Stress does that too, back in the metaphorical realm, it weaves the problems together until it’s difficult to pick one out of the other. Not that I have any experience with that or anything.
But at least it’s Friday, and I’m now realizing this post isn’t AccountaClubby at all. In fact, I only just realized it was supposed to be (sneaky me) and that I hadn’t done the photo prompt yesterday.
See what I mean? Knots.
So: for #Accountaclub: yay #AtoZ! Yay many other annoying tasks that have to get done! Yay exercise!
Boo writing! Boo being a bad commenter and visitor!
How was your week? Knotty?