Last week I got news which shattered my little brain. I had extreme trouble getting to the computer, and I decided to let my mind wrap around and process the information by taking the weekend off. The timing was good. We were picking up the Nintendo Switch on Friday morning, after all. I got 9 or more hours per sleep each night. I dallied and dillied and relaxed and drank coffee and napped on the couch with cats.
Yesterday I thought I would return to my usual schedule, but my brain was still flopping around like a fish when I sat at the computer.
Today I’ve decided that’s just not an option any longer. I had my weekend off. When a weekend off starts to bleed into the following week, then it’s resistance. I won’t be part of that (unless I get my own X-wing).
Back at it. Chop wood. Carry water.