I had plenty of things I intended to accomplish today. The weekends R is on the mountain should be the times I can let myself get super focused on things without worrying about messing up other plans, but today ended up so much more about … just not doing anything. I just couldn’t get myself going. I’m assuming it’s a symptom of having a terrible sleep habit lately. It’s not that I’m not sleeping well, but if you can grok the right alternative meaning, that’s exactly what it is. I am falling asleep poorly – before I’m ready, so I end up sleeping in bad positions, lights still on, that sort of thing. I don’t have a good habit of shutting everything down and deliberately going to sleep anymore.
Had it for a while, have since lost it.
Taking another day to recharge and recover from that terrible sleep habit is total Dog Brain. Don’t care about plans I made (Cat) and consequences of not following them (Squirrel). Just want to nap and relax and get lost in the Doctor Who marathon on BBCA. Recharge. The coming week will survive it. I hope.
Featured image: Lyra, vigilant at the window in case a cat wanders by in need of being barked at.