Spent my entire day off yesterday being a lazy girl and did almost nothing productive. We finally moved the armoire downstairs and pulled our tiny garden harvest, but we mostly laid around and watched nearly a whole season of The Big Bang Theory (I’m late to watching this show it seems so we are only just starting season three). I was feeling physically tired, not motivated to do any of the things I could or should be doing, so I gave myself permission to be utterly lazy. And it felt good!
Today I am plugging away at my tasks (taxes, laundry, pet care, bills and budget) and yet I have this alternating sense of dread and despair, and then feeling an urge to cry. I am hoping it is just stress from worrying about finances for the studio. Whatever it is, I hope tonight I can exercise out whatever this is.