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I almost wrote that sentence as if that were a new development, but it isn't; I've had this problem for forever. There is always so much I wish I could accomplish but the motivation suddenly goes missing when I have to confront my end-of-week exhaustion and my
True to form, I have a big list for this weekend and I expect to do very little of it. I have hopes, but I also have reality.
But here's something: soup. Soup will happen. As will friends. Also, Downton Abbey.
Hopefully I'll have more to report on than that come Monday, but for the time being, hold me accountable will you? I know that I've set the bar pretty low but, committing to soup? I'm very afraid that I have just set myself up for failure.