Since, I cleaned my room yesterday, I should probably attack our bedroom today. I just don't feel like it. There are some crochet projects I need to work on, but I don't feel like that.
In fact, I don't feel like much of anything. Cleaning my room was supposed to make me feel like working. No so much. Maybe I instinctually know that working will make my room messy again.
Today, I'm supposed to hang out with Poetpixie. I have no idea when or what we will do, which is par for the course. Before she gets here I'll see if I can muster up a post with some content.
"Next, sleep..."
17 hours ago