I'm kind of in a funk today. I woke up, it was chilly in my apartment, so I crawled back under the covers and didn't crawl back out until 8:45. I didn't feel like showering, but I did 'cause I'm not gross or anything. Didn't feel like putting on make up, but the Samsonites under my eyes made that a necessity. Didn't feel like going to work, but the boss is out today and someone has to be there. So here I sit wearing a sweatshirt that I've been wearing around the house for two days (shhh...don't tell anyone) and staring at the rainy streets. There is not one spark of ambition in my whole body. Even the singing horses (see link below) only brought a slight smile to my face.
I keep thinking of the things I need to do and the list just gets longer and longer. It's so long now, it's daunting. (dirty) I've never been the "break it down so it doesn't seem so bad" kind of gal, so I'm just looking at my work and feeling tired. I should be home. I have English to study. I have to practice on my machine so I can pass my speed test (that's Court Reporter jargon for you non-Bryan people), I should be finishing Audra's scarf so she doesn't think I forgot her again. I should be curled up under the covers with the blinds drawn tightly dreaming while the house elves clean my apartment, do my laundry and fix that leak in the bathroom sink.
My apologies to the Lauries of the world. I'm happy to share the name. Honest and truly. Feel the love! Lauries are so much cooler--Laurie Partridge, for example. Laurie Anderson. Me.
http://svt.se/hogafflahage/hogafflaHage_site/Kor/hestekor.swf (click on each horse to hear it sing; click it again to turn it off. Have fun)