As if 2 weeks of vacation didn't throw me off enough, it turns out I've brought back my least-favorite sort of souvenir... an airplane cold! There should be a law against sick people flying. Or maybe I should just give up and wear a mask.
This sucks especially hard because I'm supposed to take workshops and perform on Saturday. Oh yes, and I'm supposed to do a veil piece, but I snapped one of my thumbnails down to the nailbed, so I need to figure out if I can even use a veil with my thumb all wrapped up in a bandage.
In short, this week can bite me, and I am going to go back to doing gentle finger waves as my daily practice and bombarding my body with vitamins and tea.