I’m trying to convince myself to go to work. I’m trying to convince myself to drink some water and eat a banana. All I’m managing, however, is sitting. I’ve showered on auto pilot, dressed. I fell asleep so early every night this weekend I didn’t get the laundry done and screwed myself. D and Colton’s I did first so they are okay for the week. I wonder if anyone would notice if I jut wore the same clothes four days in a row and then went back to bed. I’m already thinking of taking Friday off. Hell I’m still thinking of taking today off.
Will go see if I can get Colt to the bus. Movement should help the pain, distraction should help the mind.