I’ve been in a funk.
It just started, which is pretty quick for a funk.
It hit me last night when I realised that all the things that I wanted to get done this week still haven’t been done.
They aren’t great or grand things, just things that I feel need to get done.
Most involve cleaning of some sort.
The kitchen is mostly out of control, as is the garage. I had meant to clean that days ago.
Also, wanted to get the office sorted out last night, but that didn’t happen either.
I guess it’s just time getting away from me.
I also did three radio shows this week which is 6 hours I could have spent doing other things.
I think three nights a week is a little much for me. But that’s not for much longer.
So yea, in a funk. I hate funks.