(Maybe this picture will make me feel better?)
Feeling blah. Not sure exactly, why, though sitting here in an unshowered state, mindlessly clicking “refresh” on Facebook and trolling through Charleston, SC, restaurant menus might have something to do with it.
Family and friends have left. Turkey leftovers fill the fridge. There is a house to clean up, laundry to wash and put away, and random items to take care of.
I don’t feel like doing any of it.
I could sit down and pound out 20,000 words today, to “win” at NaNoWriMo. I could unpack all the boxes I packed this summer, when we thought we might be moving. I could unsubscribe from the real estate website that spits out reminders daily of a life we’ve pretty much decided is not going to happen in the near future. I could get all sweaty, usually my mood-lifter of choice. I could make grocery lists, Christmas lists. Go shopping, fighting the cars and parking crazies.
What do I need to do? Make my list and get to work ticking things off of it. If someone wants to call me and yell at me, that might work too.
Definitely NOT feeling badass today.