Cold, but sunny each day this week.
The spurt of energy and the lifting of the depression I felt last week...lasted two days. That's it.
I have absolutely NO motivation to do anything. I go to bed at Midnight and if I don't set my alarm, I sleep until 10:30. I'm tired. Just tired. Not physically tired, that would be impossible because I do nothing, but I suppose emotionally tired?
So many people I know have had the NASTY BUG! The cold/flu, whatever it is, where they feel so miserable for weeks, then the cough for more weeks and then the awful tiredness. I don't have that excuse.
I am NOT going to the Old School Gal Pals luncheon tomorrow. #1--it is being held in a place some distance from here. #2-it is being held in a really (to me) deplorable restaurant in a small, caution light only, town. #3-my 2nd ex occasionally eats lunch there and although it would probably perk me up to see him and stare darts at him or go over and introduce myself to his now wife with a, "Hi. I'm Judy. Don's fourth wife--I think fourth. Aren't you his seventh?" I just don't have the energy after all that to come home and spend the rest of the day on my knees, asking God to forgive me for my nastiness.
I AM going up to The Farm on Friday, to have lunch and spend the afternoon with my Lil' Sis. We shall play a game and it will be a great day.
Other than that? I am the most boring person I know
Tonight, I have determination to get up in the morning and clean up this place, dust and vacuum and wash my bedding.
Tomorrow morning, that determination may be buried, along with the junk in the corner of my bedroom.
I almost wish I were on the East Coast where I could get excited about the expected blizzard. At least, that would be something.