...is lacking here.
I have less of a desire to clean up, pick up, make dinner, organize or be productive in any way, shape or form.
I call it a slump (a.k.a. a hiccup, speedbump, slacker day or L.A.Z.Y.)
And of course we all have them. Mine is just very obvious since it is spilled out on every floor, counter and corner in my house.
I went to the gym today ... first time in a month or so. I thought that getting my blood pumping would help. But now I just hurt and I think lounging sounds more my speed.
Spent a couple of minutes looking at some old pictures the other day. Reminds me of my favorite parenting advice EVER.
THE DAYS ARE LONG BUT THE YEARS ARE SHORT.
Now that's some motivation.
