So when naptime rolled around, instead of sitting down at the computer like I normally would, I sat down on the couch and read. A book. Not a particularly good one, as it happens, with not a particularly good cup of coffee, but it was hot at least (the coffee, not the book).
I did not blog. I did not work on my Christmas baskets. I did not even think about updating QuickBooks - although that last was not much of a problem.
It was good for my state of mind.
And then in the late afternoon, I caught this moment on camera:
My naptime pursuit of sanity and her choice of afternoon occupation combined to make the end of yesterday not so bad after all. I can even look back and remember accomplishing a few things - I actually started the mini oven-mitts I'm making for Miss, to go with the mini-kitchen Mr is making for her.
I'm hoping today won't start out the same way yesterday did, but if it ends the same I think I'll survive.
