is it only Wednesday?
Seriously, can't this week end? I know Monday was a snow day, but rather than giving me a surge of energy for work, it's just succeeded in making me lazy.
The train's running late yesterday morning (all of them were, apparently), combined with the doctor's appointment that lasted longer than expected (though it's nice to know I have a clean bill of health--and lost ten pounds since this time last year), had me working later than usual last night. It was nearly seven o'clock by the time I got home. It didn't leave much time to anything beyond making dinner ...
I did finally finish assembling the last wooden box in the hour before bed. I've had them for weeks now, but blisters and a tired arm made the going slow. In the final stages, I broke two of the earlier blisters--and took a break to wash my hands and apply Neosporin and bandages--but I was determined to finish, and I did. They're usable now, but there will possibly be paint and/or decoupage in their future.
All kinds of productive intentions at home (where I have no time), and nothing left for work (where I have nothing but time).
At least I was able to eat lunch today.
Blah. And more blah.
Maybe I'll take a bath when I get home if this mood persists ...
The train's running late yesterday morning (all of them were, apparently), combined with the doctor's appointment that lasted longer than expected (though it's nice to know I have a clean bill of health--and lost ten pounds since this time last year), had me working later than usual last night. It was nearly seven o'clock by the time I got home. It didn't leave much time to anything beyond making dinner ...
I did finally finish assembling the last wooden box in the hour before bed. I've had them for weeks now, but blisters and a tired arm made the going slow. In the final stages, I broke two of the earlier blisters--and took a break to wash my hands and apply Neosporin and bandages--but I was determined to finish, and I did. They're usable now, but there will possibly be paint and/or decoupage in their future.
All kinds of productive intentions at home (where I have no time), and nothing left for work (where I have nothing but time).
At least I was able to eat lunch today.
Blah. And more blah.
Maybe I'll take a bath when I get home if this mood persists ...