Well, that may be it. This week may be a failure. And it’s only half way over. The clock flipped over to Wednesday an hour and sixteen minutes ago.
Despite vitamin D supplements and adequate levels of sleep and yet another episode of Sherlock on my laptop, I’m in a funk I can’t seem to shake. I’m generally good at spinning all the plates that compose my life, but this time they’re wobbling something fierce.
And this is only a 44 hour workweek.
My mental real-estate is taken up by debates and work and my monthly budget, none of which are cheerful subjects, and the writing has fallen by the wayside. That’s why I’m pouring my own depressed little self onto the page. I have nothing interesting to say–unless you’d like to hear about how to exegete John 1:1-2 and if I’m going to be able to make my car payments.
No? Neither do I.
I don’t know what to do with myself.
Perhaps there’s nothing more to do but to watch funny YouTube videos and eat breakfast sandwiches (no matter what time it is).
But, there is always good news. One, January is over, and that means there may only be six weeks of winter left (if the groundhog may be trusted). Two, I don’t have to work on Saturday. Three, the world is not my responsibility in the end. And Four, I still have two English muffins.
So fry up an egg. We’re going to make it, you and I.
Maybe in a couple days I’ll have something original to say.
2 thoughts on “Why Am I Still Up?”
Awhile ago I read in “The Ultimate Life” (by Jim Stovall) about thinking of 10 things you are thankful for every day. You are well on your way. Now that it comes to mind, I’m gonna start my list.
Yes, that does help. Today I am thankful for caffeine. 🙂