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Dec. 2nd, 2011
You know, I'd love to have a sick day where I could, you know, lie around and be sick, as opposed to feeling like every moment I dare to sit/lie down and do nothing the to-do list monsters threaten to rise up and eat my soul.
The sucky part about that is I've actually been remarkably productive today, despite contending with both headache and intestinal scream parade. Problem is I've been slow about it, so I'm looking at the to-do list and fretting about how little I have crossed out as opposed to how much is actually left. I realize this is on some level an anxiety thing and I should just make myself sit down and not try to use my now rare day at home to CLEAN ALL THE THINGS but that's a bit easier said than done.
Just... just FEH.
The sucky part about that is I've actually been remarkably productive today, despite contending with both headache and intestinal scream parade. Problem is I've been slow about it, so I'm looking at the to-do list and fretting about how little I have crossed out as opposed to how much is actually left. I realize this is on some level an anxiety thing and I should just make myself sit down and not try to use my now rare day at home to CLEAN ALL THE THINGS but that's a bit easier said than done.
Just... just FEH.
