So, I may or may have not liked and commented on Instagram photos while taking a shower. Ok, I did, but if I didn't then, when else would I have time to? I'm not sure what it is about the winter that makes it seem like time is evaporating right before my very eyes. But I feel like I have less time to work, less time to relax, and even lesser time to pursue my hobbies. I have a pile of books that are begging me to read them, and I haven't even crafted anything new in weeks. I'm sure glad that this week's a short one, so I can slow down a bit and read a chapter or ten and probably peruse photos on Instagram on my couch, bundled up with my kittens. Like a normal person would.