Weekends are too damn short

I did manage to be a little more productive today. Alex had his rescheduled doctor's appointment, but instead of going back to bed after he left, I stayed up. I read some of my current book, and then cleaned/dusted the bookshelf under the window. I may have nightmares about the dog hair dust-bunnies.

I also worked a little more on my NaMo horse.


He's got a layer of his "medium" color!

I've had an obnoxious headache/sinus pressure all day (again). I also have that phantom-toast-ish smell that can either mean a stroke or a sinus infection. Pretty sure it's not a stroke, but honestly I don't think I've got a sinus infection either. If I *am* sick, I want to know how the hell I got it. With all the mask wearing and hand washing... No real symptoms other than persistent headache and weird smell in my nose, so I'm not terribly worried that I've got Covid or anything.

The sinus headache stuff could just be all the weather changes. It is painfully cold today - hovered around or just below 10° most of the day, but with super high humidity so that it feels below 0. Supposed to be colder the next several days, which I am dreading.

I *should* try to work on some writing stuff, but I'm struggling with it. The headache doesn't help.