I woke up with a headache and haven't managed to do anything. I'm not even showered. I'm flopped in bed with my beasts and beating myself up for not getting motivated. I need a reason to get up. Or maybe it's okay to nurse a headache in bed all day, but I feel like it's not.

I'm the level of not quite sick where I can do things just fine (dentist, dad, library), but as soon as I sit down I feel like crap. So I guess I'll skip the fundraiser I was going to go to tonight?

I'm always having to convince myself that it's okay to do nothing. I have laundry in the washer and probably will empty the dishwasher sometime today.

I slept really poorly last night and it's totally thrown me off today. It took me about an hour to work up the wherewithal to go to the grocery store and then I couldn't figure out what I wanted when I was there. I'm also in that too restless to nap phase. Ugh.

On the plus side, it's finally a warm, snow-melting kind of day here.

Man, it must be going around. I slept too long and woke up feeling like crap too, all headachy and tired. It's a gorgeous day, though. Maybe the change of the weather or the tree sex is to blame. The birds are sure happy, singing their little heads off out there. I think I will eat ice cream and watch tv with the windows open while the cats nap.

Pix, I hear ya--I woke up with a headache and didn't get up until about 11:30. I'm now eating breakfast but still feel pretty crappy (I didn't even DRINK last night!). It looks nice outside, so I'm trying to convince myself that a nice walk somewhere would be good for me. Sadly my coworker who is usually really good about walks is out of town this weekend. And I'm feeling cranky that I have to get on a plane at noon tomorrow, so....I might just do nothing. Maybe a load of laundry.

Moving moving moving!!! Doing All The Things, All The Time!

But right now I have CLEAN CLOTHES at the TempHouse, and some water, and am sitting on the porch while the dog gets some yard time.

(Unfenced yard, and although Arthur is in no danger of running away, as he is tethered securely on a long lead (yeah, like a stumpy horse) I am paranoid about just leaving him alone outside. You hear horror stories of people dognapping dogs from back yards, and he is a purebred Corgi.)

All of the mulch I bought this morning plus the third of a bag I had left over from last year have been applied, but that only covered the front yard and a very small portion of the back. The next 7 bags will have to wait until tomorrow though. Tired now.

Has anyone here hired someone to do stuff in a small yard? (By which I guess I mean landscaping....) My mother is killing me with lack of dealing with our front yard, so I might just do it.

I'm always having to convince myself that it's okay to do nothing.

Seriously! I have nothing pressing I need to do today and no reason to feel so ashamed of sloth, yet I feel like a total slacker.