Best Laid Plans

You know what they say about the best laid plans. I think it was something along the lines of, you make them and then they all get shot to hell. I planned on getting up early today, going to work, getting a lot of important stuff done, going home and baking. What actually happened was: Joseph has been sick. I have been doing my best to make him feel better, I am now horribly congested. Yay. I therefore, overslept, can't get both sides of my trial balance to, well, balance. I am now whining on my blog. I think I am using too many commas.

But what can you do when a baby looks at you, puffy eyed, sad, coughing, the perfect picture of misery? I'll tell you what I did. I said "Poor Shmoseph", picked him up and cuddled him until he slept everyday for three days. Is it any wonder I feel dreadful now? No. Probably not.

In other news, I have had some more requests for book reviews. Yay! There was a lovely blurb last week in the CJN talking about my book. Double yay! And I applied for a booth at Toronto Fan Expo's Small Press Alley. Woo hoo! All good things. Things are definitely moving forward.

Now, if you don't mind, I think I may make an attempt to crawl back home and into bed.