When can we call this week a day already? Trying to chin-up my way through it but truly, I am so tired of the suck-fest it has been with its Sunday headstart.

Today I was denied a grant by the Ohio Arts Council, wasted half my day there so no spinning class and watched my dear Les make round after round only too, to be stupidly rejected. Here in the house in my wintercoat, it's too cold, and dark too soon. Kissing is a gateway drug.