Do you ever have those days when you have a little energy but not mental energy? Like, you’ve got the batteries to do something but not do Discrete Mathematics? Not like I could ever do fancy math like that, but you get my drift.
Anyway, welcome to That Day.
I am proud to say that I got up and got my happy little ass right on the treadmill. I did 20 minutes today and then sat down to knit for a bit. I found the very last of the Ultimate Washcloth Finishing Project the other day. It’s nowhere near as exciting as it sounds, trust me. I have this thing for knit washcloths, always the same pattern. I use cotton yarn and they last forever. I probably have 30 of the damn things, not even kidding.
So I had this gallon size zipper bag full of partial balls of yarn leftover and I made it my mission to use every last inch. Some of these washcloths are seriously fucking ugly because I didn’t pay any attention to coordinating colors. They’re functional, they don’t have to be pretty.
I found the last little bit in the nightstand and I am now hell bent on getting The Last One finished. It will be done before the weekend, I swear it.
Back to not being able to do math…
The morning wasn’t too bad. I was plugging along, getting stuff done, feeling decent. I talked to Lancelot at lunch, ate my little healthy bits, and them WHAM! I got hit with a raging case of the DUMBS.
The problem is that I really need to keep moving forward, there’s just too much to do. So I’m doing digital housekeeping. I’m cleaning out my cloud storage folders, my email folders, moving things to more appropriate locations, shit like that. It’s still productive, so I don’t feel too bad about it.