Listless

Originally Posted Monday, February 18, 2013

I will have to make lists each day to make certain things--some, at least--get done.  The amount of chores to do has piled up exponentially, and I want to forget them.  I think the forgetting is a willful act. But they will not be forgotten in the night when they wake me in the lonesome darkness. 

And it is not simply the practical things I am thinking of, but the creative ones, too.  Did I forget that I was beginning a new project?  I haven't taken one step forward in over a month.  It is difficult, and I have been bereft of energy.  I don't know if the source is physical or emotional, but I suspect the latter.  I've not been able to take care of myself in essential ways for awhile.  This weekend, for instance, I barely left he house.  I made frozen pizza on Friday, a can of Hormel chili on Saturday, and a take out chicken from a Greek restaurant on Sunday.  All washed down, of course, with the things I've sworn to cut back on if not give up. 

So I will make a list each day.  And if I'm clever, I'll illustrate it.  No. . . just getting through the simple list in a day will be enough. 

I realize now. . . I've been listless. 

Easy Tiger. 

I must confess, though, that the Hormel was really good.