It’s monday and that only means one thing- trying to get my life back on track, again, cause, well, it IS monday. time to play catch up. time to clean the house up from weekend destruction, write, errands, work on getting my son a new job, restart that diet, recommit to getting back to the gym (“for serious this time”), going into the week with a fresh and positive outlook, you know how you do, cause it IS monday.
and here it is. almost 4pm, and i’ve done little more than some virtual farming, set up and Etsy shop finally, go with my boyfriend to get fingerprinted for his name change, and lots of dicking around. a whole lotta nothing.
i did shower and get dressed, which, at this moment in time, seems like a miracle. but i accomplished exactly NOTHING, and now that i’ve been sitting with a heating pad on my back, any sort of motivation that i MIGHT have had- is floating out the door. it looks less and less likely that i’ll be doing too much of value now. we can only hope, BUT, i aint holding my damn breath.
gotta get out of my pajamas (i threw them BACK on the second i walked back in the door, nearly clotheslining the dogs with my bra in the process), go scrape the snow off my car, fill the car up with gas, hit the library, meet a friend for coffee and see what that does for my day. right now- all i want to do is stare at the cobwebs on my ceiling. guess i have to add that to my list too. great.