It’s Monday morning in Atlantis. Just finished coffee with Shy and now I’m writing in my blog. I’m on my second cup of coffee.
About half way through yesterday, I decided to shut ‘er down. I wasn’t doing much anyway, but the effort to pull myself off the couch didn’t seem to have much of a reward in store. As I mentioned in previous posts, my energy’s a bit off lately. I’ve been forcing myself to write and the words have been fighting me on the way out. Maybe a day of doing nothing would snap me out of it.
I do feel better today. Guilt and penance combine with ambition to create a fusion of ‘git ‘er done’. Also… one more day on the couch would kill me.
Besides coffee with Shy, I sent a few emails related to my projects this morning. After this I’ll be working on the Arts Grant proposal. This afternoon I’m teaching at O’Neill High School. More writing to follow that, then it’s off to a friend’s house with a bottle of wine and a chance to catch up.
Gotta push push push lest I feel shitty about my weekend. That’s the deal I made with myself. Turn off the lights and stay in, in exchange for a hard push towards a productive week.