As the art show ended, I realized I had never finished editing for May’s Chelsea story. I figured I’d post the week after and apologize. But then my vacation to the coast reared it’s wonderful head from the sea, and I happily tossed all responsibilities to after-vacation-Kate.

Unfortunately, after-vacation-Kate came down with the worst case of seasonal allergies she’d ever had. I have, ever felt this bad for this long. The coughing and sneezing is setting off my back, I can barely breath from all the mucus, and the medicine to stop me from feeling like this makes me into a zombie.

I’d rather have the flu.

Anyway, we’re skipping May. I’ll aim for June. Hopefully, in a few days, I’ll be able to breathe again.