Resistance loves a day like this. It’s unexpectedly cold, rainy, grey, dull. I didn’t sleep well and my brain feels like mush. It’s 10am, but it feels like 8am, or maybe 8pm. There’s no appointment forcing me to get-up. I really need to do laundry. I hate searching for matching socks. My most weather-appropriate clothes are dirty. What’s worst, I don’t have a clear picture of what I need to accomplish today.
Oh, and my loving puppy, who usually forces me to start my day, crawled back in bed, under the covers, wanting to cuddle away the miserable morning.
So, what now?