At least I know why this time: bad eating and the reflux it inspired. I've already warned the husband that this is the week I try to wean myself of chocolate, sweets, etc., just in case I turn inexplicably mean. Time to start acting like the diabetic I am, darn it.

Plastic Farm Report: I penciled half of page four after posting the progress photo. I'm having fun. That's key; keeping it on the fun side of line and making sure it doesn't cross into the work zone.

Somehow it never feels like I'm making enough progress...