I sat down convinced to write something. Except I have nothing. What does that say about me? What does that say about you? Well, I will try and recap.
I have been working a lot. When I thought I figured out some way to do something physically work got in the way. 12 hour days zap the 5% of motivation I have. I was looking forward to the weekend but worked Saturday instead. I did have Sunday off so I thought I would get outside. Wind chill of -25 and... I don't think so. 12 hour days Monday and Tuesday and I am just trying to keep enough energy to make it through tomorrow. That is really all I have.
On Sunday morning Amy woke up and told me she had a dream the packers lost, and that she had a bad feeling. She doesn't get to sleep during playoffs anymore.
1 year ago