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Why do I feel like its Monday all over again? This was a drag myself out of bed day. I swear if I didn’t feel so guilty about not doing some form of work I would have rolled over after looking at the alarm clock and buried myself under the covers. I considered it, but then I went through a mental list of all the reasons why that would be a bad idea and coaxed myself down the stairs for tea and cereal. Then I proceeded to my home office to see if there was anything of significance that should be handled immediately. Thankfully there was not. I’m not entirely sure my brain would be primed for any more thinking; as I had already used precious power feeding myself.
The next step was to shower. The problem I have with showering on days of laziness is that somehow I have difficulty extricating myself from the darn thing. Hair is washed, body scrubbed and then I stand there dreaming until I finally wake up and say to myself “You could stay in here all day, get out!” Really…I do have to say that to myself. The water sends me into some sort of trance and it doesn’t help that we have a large hot water tank otherwise I would leave as soon as the cold hits.
I can’t figure out how I got so far into this week without feeling inspired to do anything. I knew I was really off my game when I ate a cookie with raisins in it…sorry dear hubby,I know it was yours but I couldn’t resist. This is shocking in itself because I have hated raisins since I was a child. (Raisin trauma, lunch box incident, I won’t go into details) There I was, staring out at a rainy day, with a mug of hot water in one hand and my least favourite cookie in the other. Crazy! In a moment of clarity I realized the ridiculousness of the situation but by then the cookie was almost all gone.
My exercise regiment for the day consisted of hauling the vacuum cleaner up and down the stairs. I had to do something. Cleaning seemed productive but I have to say the novelty of doing manual labour quickly wore off. So, here I sit back at the computer trying to reflect on one of the strangest days yet. The only highlight was when I made a call to a dear friend to share how “blah” I was feeling. She was so understanding and helpful…of course…she was in bed with her laptop. Funny how that goes. 
