These dreary, rainy days are about to do me in. My kitchen has even less lighting that it did two weeks ago and with no sun, it’s DARK in there. I have a bedside lamp on the counter with the shade off so I can see to wash dishes.
Things One & Two are buck-nutty wild and I’m tempted to send them out in the rain and mud anyway. It won’t kill them, just make a huge mess for me to clean up. DH is still sick and snotty and I think one of us needs to sleep in the spare room tonight.
I’ve lost my motivation to do much of anything. There’s no point to keeping the house picked up or clean. Stuff is just stacked and stuck everywhere. I have no pressing sale-related work to do for another month or so. Every time I walk in the office I sit down and surf to random time-wasting websites and I need to quit.
Oh, someone is screaming again…
