Miasma

There’s something about a cold, tired day and 17 loads of clean laundry to be folded (slight exaggeration) that calls for curling up on the couch, watching TV and pretending to be productive by folding clothes. My kid decided that she would chuck every piece that I folded over her shoulder or swipe it off the chair with her toddler arms of ninja speed. She also fell down a lot and did a whining cry a lot. I was fairly productive on other fronts but my stomach hurt and I just felt …………… Ambivalent. Tired. Unsure how to focus. So I caught up on my TV but it didn’t make me feel better. Except the Colbert Report, where I laughed so hard I cried.

Now I have a long list of “to-dos” and a long list of “want-to-dos” and a an overwhelming urge to sleep and stay in bed. I figured it was fair to give myself a day off from hustling and bustling and jumping nimbly-bimbly through the trees all week– but I never felt any more relaxed or de-stressed. I just felt icky.

And now I’m going to bed to start again.

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2 thoughts on “Miasma

    • The only temporary solution I’ve found esp regarding the tv is just to turn it off. But. Like any drug. It’s hard. Today it wasn’t any better.

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