I haven't even been outside yet today, apart from opening the window to water the plants, and I am about to pass out from the heat. Yes, I say that non-ironically while sitting in my pseudo air conditioning. I say "pseudo" because it doesn't work that well. The heat just makes you tired. So tired. So very, very tired.
I did about an hour's worth of writing and a few loads of laundry and I am feeling okay with calling that a day. That's pathetic!
At least I KNOW it's pathetic and am not walking around saying, "Whoa! Look at me! Look at what I got accomplished today!" Eating shelled peanuts and watching Field of Dreams does not a productive day make.
Oh well, I guess there's still time to change that. Let's go do something!
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