I’m up, barely. It’s just after 9:00am and I’m needing more caffeine, I wish I knew how to mainline it faster and thicker into my system without my heart exploding.  So,three hours of sleep was a bit more than I expected, yea me.  I wish I had eight because then I could possibly feel comfortable driving.  I need to spend at least 2 hours cleaning the house today and I promised myself I would go back to working out.

I’m an idiot!  I don’t know what I was thinking when I set that goal.  I’m feeling more overwhelmed then I thought I would.

True, I’m not exactly moving yet.  Getting the inertia to start moving forward seems to take a monumental effort, especially for getting housework done or exercising.  The two big things on my list of things to do today and I can’t get seem to get the lead out of my ass to do it….no, I think I could if I really, really wanted to, but I guess I really, really, really don’t want to.

I need more sleep.  I’m going to give myself an incentive….housework and exercise and I can take a nap in my nice cold office in the heat of the day.  I’ll chant that for a while and see what happens. (Of course, it might help if I medicate and sit long enough for the pills to ruminate a bit).