I had hoped to wake up today and start "fresh". Whatever, that obviously didn't happen. I could barely open my eyes this morning. I got up and took Bubbaloo to the Boys and Girls Club day camp he goes to and then came home and studied while Baby Grr played upstairs. I put the book aside and just passed out, woke to Baby Grr watching a movie. I hate accidentally napping in the middle of the day it means I won't be able to sleep tonight, as always. I hate that I can't ever seem to sleep. Like my brain wont shut down unless its completely inconvenient.
I had this list of things I wanted to get done today. 10 things, not that big of a list or anything but I've only gotten through 3 of them, shameful. I need to get my ass into gear, I need to stop bothering with the computer and random shizza. How do people get so much stuff done in the day? How did I used to be able to do it? Where did that massive drive I had to wake up and start my day and do everything I needed to go? When did I get so damn lazy that I even annoy myself with it?
Someone come kick me in the ass and jump-start me.
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