‘Cause I don’t wanna. I’m tired and I’m grumpy and I’ve nothing much to show for my day. Sure, we did some housework. But it’s all messed up again already.
I posted another damn good chapter, but I don’t care today. I’m tired of the fanfics, I want to write my own stuff. But I pull that up and I get nowhere on that, either.
Trying to get ready for next week, I put food in the crockpot. But it’s burrito-makings, and I don’t have any tortillas and I really don’t want to go shopping.
Sigh. Poor me. At least I can go shopping. No more self-pity, dang it. It’s just a mood, we’re okay.
I think.