Seriously, I don’t know what the hell is up with me this summer but, lazy is my middle name. I’ve got ZERO motivation, for anything in regards to my house. I’d blame it on being busy, which is true, summer feels like a ride on the insane express. But I don’t even have the motivation for the shit that needs to be done. Laundry is getting done, but there are times when it will sit in the dryer for three days. The kitchen is getting the bare minimum. My car has had sand on the floor and a jar of change rolling around in the back seat since we went on vacation a month and a half ago.
I guess when I make the decision to cut back on projects, my perfectionist nature really steps up to the plate. Another part of it is lack of focus. I can’t really accomplish any sort of task. I’m overwhelmed.
But, I’ve somehow made it a priority to work out 6 days a week. So, it’s not laziness.
I could find a million things to blame it on, but truthfully, blogging, after ten years, feels like a chore. Not even a pressing chore. I feel like I have no idea what to write about anymore.