Cause I can’t find it.
I’m kinda just rambling about these days, not really doing much of anything that needs doing. I mean, granted, me and Joe have had the sick, so that was a lot of me laying on the couch for a few days.
There are so many things I *want* to do. Like, crochet. I love to crochet. Yes, my inner old lady is showing. But seriously, crocheting is good times. It’s relaxing. I like making stuffs. Mostly, I like finishing stuffs. And yet, although I really want to crochet, day in and day out, I just… don’t.
I want to write more. Every day I think how this or that or other would make good blogger fodder but then I ignore the impulse and go play Castleville on Facebook instead. Cause, you know, THAT’S productive. Mindless cartoon kingdom vs. writing things down… hmmm... gee. SHOULD BE a no-brainer and yet, I continue to waste so. much. time. on Facebook. Don’t get me wrong, there are SOME productive things I do there, like connect with my various real-life friends that live around the country. However, that shouldn’t take the bulk of my free time, I just find myself spending too much time than I should be.
I want to read more. I love reading. It’s been my favorite thing to do for most of my life. And yet, I just… don’t read. I mean, I AM reading, just not like I usually do. Again, my time is being sucked into the computer. What is it about the freaking interwebs that’s SO addicting?
I need to exercise. I’m overweight! This isn’t healthy. This isn’t good for me. I want to lose some of this weight, and be healthier, and yet… blah blah blah. I don’t do it.
It’s like my motivation is on hiatus. Where did it go? Have you seen it?
