Alternate post title: "Mleh"
I think I now know why I like to keep myself so busy all day long.
Today is a civic holiday so all the businesses are closed, the weather has been quite rainy, hot, muggy, stormy and all that jazz, and I woke up exhausted so I decided to have a forced-break from normal routine and take it slooooow. Vegas had some work he had to get done so I was by myself for most of the day.
And you know what?
I nearly bored myself to tears.
Basic chores such as caring for the flocks and dogs kept me sane, and despite the sticky mugginess I still managed to hoover part of the house (in capris and a bra, no less) in order to not go mad.
But shit, how dull.
Nothing on TV, nothing on the internet, didn't feel like reading or anything - my brain and body just flat-lined and loneliness has engulfed me like a foggy cloud.
Pity party for one, please! Merrr.
I'm just glad this day is almost over so life can get back to normal again. Ticking chores off the list, enjoying the sense of satisfaction that working hard gives me. Getting stuff done, whatever that stuff is. Feeling the ache in my muscles, wiping the sweat off my brow. Not feeling like a useless pile of crap.
What can I say?
I'm a do-er, not a thinker.
Always been and probably always will be.
/end of Broken Dialogue Machine post/