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Jan. 28th, 2018 11:40 amSo I've left the house for a significant period of time every day this past week. I am more than a little tired of it.
It's not that I terribly mind getting out of the house; it is good for me since I'm a bit of a homebody. But my god is it exhausting. I honestly want to spend the next week hibernating in my room instead of going anywhere. I want to relax and do nothing and maybe binge some movies or a TV show.
Despite all the house-leaving, I haven't really been up to much. Getting out of the house is nice and all, but it's killer for productivity. I've crocheted here and there (okay, actually a lot). I did a little reading. No writing, though, which is a bummer but perhaps not unexpected since I've been out of the house and away from my computer for hours every day.
I want to get back in the habit of writing somehow. February is coming, and I can't coast like I've been the last couple weeks. I will need to actually produce words. Sigh. My problem is that I've got like half a dozen things to work on, but no inspiration for any of them. And yeah, I know good writers don't wait for inspiration, but if I try to make myself write I just end up hating myself, so yeah. Maybe I'm just a bad writer, I don't know. I'll get back to you on that.
Whatever. I'll figure it out.
Mostly I just want to relax. I feel like that's asking too much, but it really shouldn't be. I just want to relax and stuff? And not go anywhere? I feel like I've been "on" for a zillion days in a row, and I really really just want to cycle down and do NOTHING. Take naps. Random crap. Whatever. Maybe that'll happen this week. I certainly hope so.
It's not that I terribly mind getting out of the house; it is good for me since I'm a bit of a homebody. But my god is it exhausting. I honestly want to spend the next week hibernating in my room instead of going anywhere. I want to relax and do nothing and maybe binge some movies or a TV show.
Despite all the house-leaving, I haven't really been up to much. Getting out of the house is nice and all, but it's killer for productivity. I've crocheted here and there (okay, actually a lot). I did a little reading. No writing, though, which is a bummer but perhaps not unexpected since I've been out of the house and away from my computer for hours every day.
I want to get back in the habit of writing somehow. February is coming, and I can't coast like I've been the last couple weeks. I will need to actually produce words. Sigh. My problem is that I've got like half a dozen things to work on, but no inspiration for any of them. And yeah, I know good writers don't wait for inspiration, but if I try to make myself write I just end up hating myself, so yeah. Maybe I'm just a bad writer, I don't know. I'll get back to you on that.
Whatever. I'll figure it out.
Mostly I just want to relax. I feel like that's asking too much, but it really shouldn't be. I just want to relax and stuff? And not go anywhere? I feel like I've been "on" for a zillion days in a row, and I really really just want to cycle down and do NOTHING. Take naps. Random crap. Whatever. Maybe that'll happen this week. I certainly hope so.