Days Like This

Ugh. I'm having one of those weeks.

It's weird, though. The days all start off fine, good even. Between the DH and the babity, I always wake up early. Which is good; it makes me feel like I have plenty of time, nothing but time.

I have visions of all the things I'm going to get done today: exercise, go to the library, go shopping, go to the bank, clean up the house, go to the park, go for a walk.

And then because it seems like I have so much time, I proceed to fritter it away on the Internet or playing video games (I am currently obsessed with Plant Tycoon and have been for months now. Who would've thought you could literally waste hours playing a gardening game?).

Then, voila, I look up and half the day is gone and I've accomplished nothing. Then I start to feel bad because I'm such a slacker and there's no way I'm going to get even half of the things done on my to-do list. In order to feel as if I've done something constructive, I start rushing around. This just stresses me out and makes me feel worse.

Bleah!

I really ought to know better. I go through this stupid cycle almost every day.

Who says age brings wisdom?