Obviously I didn’t really call it quits. I alternated slacking off and doing at least some of the chores that needed doing: dishes, laundry, sweep and swiffer kitchen floor.
It’s 6:30 pm and I am still in the clean nightgown I put on after the failed grocery trip. I snacked on the first pickles I ever made (and from cukes I grew to boot!). I’ve had some coffee but even more water today. I texted Bestie about the dream. We made Hallowe’en plans (yay!).
I still need more sleep and my brain is still uncooperative.
So tell me — in these covid days, am I lazy or practicing self-care?
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