Pretty much nothing is getting done around here lately.
No house cleaning. (I literally typed that post and then went to back to bed.)
No showering. (See title: funk.)
And I don’t know why. There’s no reason for this blah-ness, but it’s basically making me unable to do anything but sit on the couch and read books.
Okay, really I’m doing other stuff, but not stuff I should be doing.
And I’d really like to shake this feeling, but so far, I can’t.
So I thought I’d share it with you. Not the feeling, just my thoughts.
That is all.