I have done absolutely nothing of consequence today. Nothing. Something inside me says this is a good, healthy thing. Something else tells me this is a serious problem. I am disturbed by my incredible lack of productivity. And by the fact that I can’t ever take a day off without feeling guilty about it.
Oh, well. I’ll just decide not to feel guilty. It’s all good now. :) I don’t really need to turn everything into a problem, do I? That’s just more work than it’s worth. And it’s Sunday. So I’m not working. I’m resting. *happy sigh*