I’ve been telling myself that I can go up to bed as soon as I write 200 words. That’s all I need to do. I’m still here pondering, stewing, wondering what 200 words I can put here that will satisfy me enough and then release me the sweet sweet confines of sleep.

Today has been kind of a bummer. I’m mildly restless and super bored. There was nothing nothing nothing I wanted to do. I didn’t want to work on the Great Wave puzzle spread out on the dining room table. I didn’t want to learn how to knit. I didn’t want to work on a new crochet project. I didn’t want to read or nap or work or watch The Office. For the record, I did all of these things for between 15 and 20 minutes today.

I didn’t want to cook or bake or go anywhere or see anyone. All I’ve wanted to do, it seems, is go to bed. I did have about 10 enjoyable minutes as I googled around for vitamin supplements that might help me focus. Then I decided supplements are probably hooey and then went right back to restless and cranky.

Now there is no task between me & bed.

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