I haven’t been out of the house in three days. Well except for a quick trip to the grocery on Saturday. I’m going a little crazy. I actually had good intentions of going to work to pick up a shift tonight. But it was REALLY cold when I got up. Actually I woke up long before I got up because it was so cold in our bedroom. So I made it as far as the couch, where I wrapped myself in a blanket and watched the TV for the rest of the afternoon. I never made it to work.
Now it’s 11:00 and I feel like I’ve run a marathon today. I’m tired and exhausted and ready for bed. It makes me feel like a total loser because the only thing I got accomplished today was washing the dishes.
I guess there is always tomorrow.