When resolutions break down...

and it's only the 15th day into the new year.
I can't do it: coffee without half and half. It's just not worth it, I may as well drink water. 2% won't do, and tastes like crap to me. So it's back on the juice.
And heaven and husband forgive me, I am wearing sweatpants today, something I try to never do unless vast amounts of exercise are in the day's plans. And I can tell you that THAT is a rare, eclipse-like occurrence. Some people (ahem, me) just can't pull off the cute-in-sweats kind of look, but it looks like we've only a few degrees to go til we hit our high of 20...and this house leaks warm air like a colander. So, til that temp pulls back up into bearable levels, sweats it will be...unless I leave the house.
There will be NO pictures accompanying this post.