For about 20 minutes today, my brain was more lucid than it’s been all week. I was in the shower at the time, when a wonderful topic on which I wished to write popped into my mind, fully formed and ready to go.

By the time I got out of the shower, any piece of brilliance had been replaced by a desire for Cheetos and a cold Coke.

I think I’ve been in a total haze all week. Between all the Thanksgiving busy-ness and fighting the phlegm beast. Plus, there’s been nighttime formula cough syrup. Lots of it. So much of it that I think I’m brain damaged.

I started writing this … at some point today. Then I remembered that Evite has been sending stuff to my old email address I never check, which I checked for the first time since May today. Why? Because that’s where my brain is. I’ve missed at least four parties since May because of this. So I stopped blogging to fix it, which led to setting up Evite to send updates to my phone, so while I’m at it I might as well figure out how to post to Twitter from my phone and what was I doing again?

There’s also a screaming battle going on in the other room that involves my child telling her father, “You ruined my night, so I’m going to ruin you.”

I’m thankful it’s almost Monday, when everyone goes back to work and school.

I’m also sad that the reaffirming idea I was going to write about seems pretty fucking meaningless right now. The exhaustion, the stress, the coughing … all of a sudden I think I just want to cry.