What a Difference a Week Makes

Okay, new stats:  This week I ... travelled twice as far, found half as much (by count), and spent twenty (yes, two-oh) times more than I did last week.  But it's my own fault - I blew off my responsibilities this week more times than I could count.  Not for any good reason, just a bit of melancholy with a hefty dose of chum-in-the-water sharky goodness that made me haunt every thrift and consignment in a ten mile radius (fruitlessly, for the most part).

Gotta clean this house.  Gotta keep my promises.  Gotta win at least one battle with the weeds.

Maybe after I watch the newest Sherlock ...