I woke up at 4:45 this morning feeling rested for the first time in days, if not weeks, so I got up and started straightening up the apartment while Mike slept. I read an article a couple weeks ago about sugar's negative effects on the immune system and decided to cut it out from my diet for awhile to see if it helps, since I seem to be sick more often than not. I've been this way for ages--my mom called me Typhoid Mary as a kid because I was sick so often--and it seems to be getting worse as I get older, so I figured giving up sugar was worth a shot. (As an aside, did you know that "Typhoid Mary" was a real person? And what a sad story hers is. My goodness.) The combination of the sugar-withdrawal and a flu shot last weekend have had me completely wiped out lately, but so far, so good today, so this morning has been spent putting away groceries and dishes that had accumulated in teetering piles on our one kitchen counter and on our dining table and otherwise organizing some of the odds and ends that had been making our little apartment feel out-of-control and annoying this month. Cookbooks tucked back onto shelves. Mixing bowls re-stacked. Kitchen floor scrubbed. Plants re-potted and watered. Paints and stationery sorted. It always feels so good to get things done. 'Nothing like a to-do list with a bunch of check-marks and crossed-off items.