unmotivated
yeah. what a shocker. how unlike me.
I just want to sit here and stare. Even crawling into bed seems like too much effort. (not that I have a bed here at the shop, but I have been known to crawl into the back seat of the Suburban and sleep when necessary)
Yesterday was my dad’s birthday. While I did not forget (I have the email to my sister first thing in the morning confirming the birthday saved for proof), I did not acknowledge it in any way. So now I need to find a super cool email card for such things. Luckily, he knows me well (being my father and all) and will not be surprised or hurt by my actions (or lack thereof)
Family is cool like that.