I’m feeling lazy.

I couldn’t get to sleep last night until 2:30 - when we were in Iceland, it wasn’t uncommon to get to bed at 2am there (4am here).  I woke up at noon.  I’ve felt very lazy since then.  My house feels very dark to me, despite opening every curtain and every window in every room.  The un-brightness of my house makes me feel even lazier.

I don’t want to clean. I don’t want to go anywhere.  I’m, just, blah.

It’s 33°C/91°F outside. I sat outside on the porch swing for a while with the kitties.  It’s hot enough that Yota doesn’t mind being doused with water - he just sat there while I poured cold water on him.  Must suck to be a black cat in the Andalucian sun.

Trying to motivate myself…

Trying…

Trying…

Failed.