I am officially stir-crazy. I can do nothing better than anyone you know, and prefer to be home more than any other place. BUT tell me I have to be home and perverseness kicks in. I have a mad desire to go out and about. And do what? I don’t know. I don’t feel like doing anything.
Weeks of this, perhaps.
I need to formulate a plan. It should involve cleaning and writing. It should involve cuddling puppies and letting friends and family know that I care. It should, most definitely, involve laundry. (Alas, I am so behind.)
It should not, as it has today, involve eating a full meal every couple of hours. At this rate….well, you know.
What are you doing to keep yourself sane?