I had intentions of finally getting this place into tip top spinster shape, having a nice shower and a lovely dinner, and then starting something new in the Happy Chair.
Instead, I looked up at the clock (which is propped against the bookshelf waiting to be hung) and it told me that it was midnight and I had somehow managed to waste an entire day doing nothing.
So today, after my second cup of damn good, I vow to plow ahead and be productive once and for all. There are boxes to unpack, drawers to be organized, stash to be basketized, and laundry to be done.
I promised myself that I would be a good little worker bee here in my new place instead of the lump of inertia from the old, but...