24-hour reprieve

I'm taking a guilt-free 24-hour reprieve from my cutting-back challenge.

Today's been rotten. I find out there's a DNR order placed on my grandmother, my work week has been one frustration on top of another, I'm worn out from teething and nights of worry, and there's been little in terms of positive news on the family's job situation. No news is not good news in this case.

So I've enjoyed some of the cookies in the office, one too many Diet Cokes and a bath. Tomorrow I'll worry about saving the world again.