Wait. What? Where am I?

On twitter today, I described my state of mind to a friend thus: “I’ve been like a chicken w/its head cut off & replaced w/a tornado. Funny, but not functional.”

I didn’t bother making a goal list this week. My one goal: get all the little do-dads done so that I can make it to Germany with my sanity in tact. If I can manage to accidentally slip something creative in there, then sweet. But I’m not exactly aiming for it, ya know?