I took the day off because I wasn’t feeling well this morning. I wasn’t feeling well because I barely slept last night. Luckily that doesn’t happen very often, or I’d have a real problem on my hands.
About mid-day, I started feeling a lot better, and thanks to drinking a whopping latte while watching Martha Stewart, I suddenly got the urge to clean my garage. The heaping pile in the middle of my garage has haunted me for a year and a half now. It has remained pretty much the same since I moved here, and I often walk by it in awe, on my way to do something better with my day. But I don’t like how it haunts me, and makes me feel like I’m anchored in the world by my obnoxiously heavy pile of possessions. So I tore into it, and by mid-evening, I had pitted the garage. It was shocking. I mean, all of a sudden, it feels like we have a large new room! Granted, most of that pile is now in the living room.
I will get back to that project just as soon as I regain the feeling in my feet. In the meantime, may I recommend ‘Meth Coffee?’