Martin and I are heading to Spain for a week in the morning and I kind of feel like the pug pictured above about it (minus the protruding tongue because that would be mildly disturbing).
For the past month or so my life has consisted of going to the gym, cooking/preparing food, doing laundry and stretching daily with a final goal of being able to comfortably do the splits (why? Why not, I say!). Needless to say, this daily routine hasn’t provided much inspiration for writing. I do have every intention to return to posting consistently when I get back from holiday, though.
Oh, and if you were wondering, the UTI put up a good, two week long, fight. I am cautiously declaring victory because I really don’t want that bitch to come with me on holiday.