It's been two weeks since I have felt anything but congested. My cheekbones were literally pulsating. A sinus infection to bring in the New Year was not what I planned. Nor did I plan for the 5 extra pounds I gained because apparently even though I couldn't smell anything I still had enough sugary cravings to rummage through the girl's Christmas candy and eat a good amount of it. I didn't even ask permission. Horrible parent.

But today I can breathe and I've been off "meds" (ok, just your standard Sudaffed, nothing super fun) for 24 hours. And I mopped the floor. Because I haven't mopped it in a month or so and because it feels good to mop the floor once in a while.