I meant to do things today: clean the bathroom, tidy my house, do dishes. Etcetera. Instead I had a two hour nap this afternoon. It felt as though I was getting sick when I woke up this morning, so maybe my body was just trying to conquer that. I feel better now. Better-ish. Long naps make me feel kind of ikky, but I lay in bed when I woke up for a while. Recovering? From my nap? I wouldn’t have gotten up but I have a ballet show to watch tonight.
My house is a mess. But I have other stuff I want to do here. There’s not enough time. I’ll see what I can get done tomorrow. (It’s not really gross or anything, just more cluttered that I am comfortable with. I need to do recycling, for example, and generally just pick up after my slobby self.)