The problem with having given myself permission for a brief period of laziness is that restarting is slow and hard. My desk at home is a disaster area and I barely know where to start with dealing with it. What I should do is just put on some good lively music (Wayne Toups and Zydecajun, say) and just do it. But it feels like too much effort just to go over to the stereo and do that.
Oh, I will get moving sooner or later. And, to be fair, a lot of the reason for my sluggishness is that I had a cold most of the week. I went home at noon on Monday and stayed home on Tuesday and Wednesday. And I dragged through the rest of the week, saving my energy for telling stories at the Midwinter Festival yesterday (which went reasonably well). I stopped to buy groceries (and the Sunday Post) on the way home and was completely wiped out by about 8:30 in the evening.
So it's no wonder that I didn't get myself to drive up to York, PA for a Volksmarch today, despite extraordinary weather for this time of year. Or that I haven't really done anything all day except read and nap. It's only about 6:15 in the evening now, so plenty of time to do at least something. Throw out a few papers or go through coupons or just anything. Who knows? Once I get started, I might even manage to get some actual travel writing done again.
Copyright 2007 Miriam H. Nadel