Today is another tough-to-get-going day. I spent last night dreaming I was unhappily dating my high school boyfriend and living in an apartment that was under siege by, like, cannons. And, like, flaming logs and stuff. While it was a relief to wake up and find the the girl my high school boyfriend cheated on me with was no longer jumping out at me (and that flaming logs were no longer a problem), I still don't feel particularly PERKY this morning.
The kids watched Kung Fu Panda yesterday, so today I have this stuck in my head: "Yesterday is history; tomorrow's a mystery; today is a gift, that's why they call it the present." Um. Thanks. (Though---I mean, are we all clear that that's NOT why "they" call it the present? And why does "what sounds good" so often trump "what's true"?) (See? This is the kind of day it is.)
Anyway, I made a pot of coffee and took an iron supplement, and we'll see if those two things together can give me the energy and strength to lift a single drop into the bucket.
And actually, although I'm draggy, I'm CHEERY-draggy. If you know what I mean. Like cheery-melancholy, where you feel blue but you kind of LIKE it and enjoy wallowing in it a bit, as opposed to regular melancholy where you feel like crap? This is cheery-draggy, where I'm kind of enjoying the groaning and the making of coffee and the flopping in a recliner and the crabby remarks.
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