I have been motoring on at a very steady and shocking pace these past several months. Till 2 days ago they struck, I guess I slowed down enough that they caught up with me. suddenly everything is jumping up and slapping me in the face going ::ha ha ha:: (just imagine a evil little cartoon with a club) ::thunk,thunk:: ::: (yes that was my head) and then scurries away and hides under the bed with glowy little eyes poking out, then when I walk past they poke at my ankles with a sharp pointy stick (no I have not been drinking) . Were it not for the gym this week I think I would be insane, (worse than normal). I just feel like I am treading water. And yet, we are almost home...

Oh, here's the gremlin under the bed... AKA Crazy Craving.