Whenver I have a big day, the day after I have a very hard time focusing and getting up and doing what's on my to do list.
This is such a day. I got home from liturgy after stopping off at the store, and it's been sitting on my butt time ever since.
Why is that?
I ought to get up. My list is short. I could rest better if I did that stuff now and then took it easy, rather than sitting here with these few things hanging over my head.
Am I motivated, now that I've told the world? I don't know.
Go clean the bathroom. Tidy the kitchen, mop the floors and bake a birthday cake. And then I will be free. That's my list.
Seems like I ought to get it done in short order. By 2 pm at the latest. It's 12:46 right now.
My only excuse is that my oldest is busy baking cookies and the kitchen is occupado. It really is a one-butt kitchen.
Where will my motivation come from? God have mercy.
UPDATE: I got it all done and then some...by 2 o'clock. The "then some" included getting some garden fresh tomatoes blanched and into the freezer. That feels good.