Lazy Be My Name...
I'm sitting here on my couch, a brighter-than-usual sun beaming in through the windows as it reflects off the foot of snow that's accumulated yesterday, and I can't be arsed to move. I still have to buy ingredients for 3 dozen cookies I need to bake by 2pm today in order to attend a 3pm "Christmas Cookie Party" taking place in Foggy Bottom-- about a 30 minute ride on metro. The metro is currently shut down at above ground stations, which includes mine-- which, if i were really pushed to go, wouldn't be a huge impediment since I could drive to the nearest underground station (~5 miles) and park there.
However, that would mean I'll have to get up off the couch. For a minute I'm wondering if something's wrong with me-- why don't i want to get up and be social? For that matter, why am I so tired? And then I think back to the past week and take inventory of the long work hours which were followed by social dinners and happy hours I attended almost every evening, and some of this makes sense. My body needs rest. I feel guilty though, this would be the perfect chance for me to meet new people in the city, and I RSVP'ed 'yes' almost a month ago--to flake now would be rude wouldn't it?
If only I could be arsed to get off my couch. I'm going to try to jump into the shower and see how that makes me feel...
ETA: Post shower did motivate me to do a load of laundry and sweet dead ladybugs from my windowsill, but still didn't motivate me to get cookie-making supplies. Gave the hostess an excuse about the lack of Metro to my area holding me back,, and she replied happily saying she totally understood. She says she's curious who WILL make it because even though the Metro is running in the city, they've been extremely unreliable and slow. Her entire neighborhood looks like a ghost town-- so that made me feel better. =)