It’s a totally accurate statement to describe how I feel right now. Yesterday I had all these things I wanted to get done. Sewing, cleaning, reading, crafting, baking, errands, a run etc. I know I had a monster potential list for my day off and I knew in my heart that I wouldn’t be able to do it all, but that was ok. I wanted to feel productive!
You know what I did? I had brunch with my dad, ran to the store to return some stuff from the wedding that didn’t get used, pick up some fabric and meds, and took a four and a half hour nap. No, I haven’t been feeling awesome lately, I’m tired and feel run down, often zonked, but I should be able to push through and still get stuff done. I want to get it all done, I really do…but what I really want is to curl up and take a nap. Like, “I’m having a hard time keeping my eyes open as I type this” wanting to take a nap. Motivation to get stuff done is seriously lacking.
I also managed to eat like an asshole for the last week or ten days and it’s making me sad that I can’t get it in check. I don’t know if it’s that part of me just doesn’t care, but my motivation in the whole weight loss is severely lacking.
I’m not exactly sure where it went, but if anyone sees my motivation lying around, could you send it back to me please? Not digging feeling like a slug in my pants or in life in general and could really use it back. Thanks!
*The title is a line from a Pete Seeger song. I don’t feel as old as the person in the song though.