It is safe to say that the ball was dropped by me this past week. I was being plagued by dementors and nargles all weekend. The fog seeped into my brain and wreaked completely dulled my wits. To combat my depression and do something productive I managed to bake four dozen bagels and two cakes. While this was not what I was supposed to be doing it tasted GOOD and gave me a break from staring blankly at the wall.
Week Three