I’ve read more than one blog post these past few weeks about the winter blahs, the doldrums, the crappy February blues. I was all smug, all, “I’m doing great! I’m relaxed and happy! I’m loving it!”
And then this week, BLAH. Right in the kisser.
I’m finding it so hard to get motivated. I have a to-do list a mile and a half long, but I just want to sit on the couch curled up under a blanket and watch American Idol for at least 18 hours a day. Come to think of it, I only joined the AI party in season 7. There’s six whole seasons I could be watching, while not doing anything productive! Excuse me while I go start a few internet downloads.
Yesterday was laundry day, and instead of doing the laundry, I spent six hours making invitations for the Captain’s upcoming birthday party. They’re pretty. That’s so much more important than clean underwear, don’t you think?
I’m developing a real obsession with fonts and spent over an hour trying to decide which font to use, both for the text on the front, and the names of each invitee on the back. IT’S IMPORTANT, DAMMIT.
I even skipped the PTA meeting this week, simply because I didn’t feel like going. All that boring blather blather blather. So much for ruling the world.
One new project I’m half-assing, like everything else, is toilet training the Little Miss. Yesterday we had a major breakthrough in which she finally understood that pee in the potty = chocolate. As a result, we got four pees in the potty and even one very tiny accidental poop. On the downside, she seems to only be interested in using the potty when completely nude, so she spent most of yesterday buck naked, high on chocolate, watching movies.
I’d guess that makes it a good day for us both.