Must do and motivation, or the lack thereof

Because "to do" isn't putting it strongly enough. (And my motivation needs a little push. Or a huge shove...)

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I had very active dreams all last night, so I was rather exhausted when I woke up. I hate it when that happens. Though the dreams were kinda cool in that I got to hang out at the White House (both during Obama's and the Clinton's terms). Bill Clinton was a real sleaze, but fortunately, the dream didn't feature him too heavily. It was mostly about Hilary and Chelsea and the entourage. No, really it was about the crazy games and serious shit that politics is made up of. *sigh* And I didn't even read or watch anything political this weekend! *pouts*

I've been rather sad all weekend. Don't know whether it's the winter effect (though the days are now noticeably longer! Yay!), anemia, blood-sugar issues or what (ooh, could also be allergies. They were particularly bad yesterday, enough so that taking a benadryl didn't put me to sleep). Decided yesterday - or was it Saturday? - to combat it by being productive. That got the dishes into the dishwasher, but then progress petered out when I went up to wake Geoff from his nap (ah, yesterday, then) and ended up taking a rather long nap myself.

I am so tired. All the time. And it's making me feel rather hopeless of being a productive (or retainable) member of the workforce when I become qualified to join it. Granted, my hopelessness is compounded by my brains turning to mush when I'm tired. Kind of a scary prospect for an accountant...

On the plus side, the three of us managed to get out to the sledding hill on Saturday, which was fun. Page was a bit of a brat insisting on all these extra rules as to what we should do, because sledding down hills wasn't enough for him, but even so, we all had a good time. Tromping up the slippery hill however many times took it out of me, though. I was a useless lump for the rest of the evening. Bless Geoff for doing the cooking.

*sigh* I think that's enough complaining for now. Life isn't bad. In fact, it's pretty good. And I am grateful for all I have and the good fortune that allows us to keep it. I'm just so tired of being tired. I want my motivation back, darn it! And some energy to make use of it.

Good things

- I managed to find the "safe place" where I put something. And, after much searching, fretting and cursing, it turned out to be exactly where I thought it was, just "safer" than I remembered.

- I paid off my washing machine and dishwasher today. Three months ahead of schedule (and before the interest kicked in).

- Created a small but decent powerpoint slide show for class tomorrow. Considering I didn't know how to create a powerpoint show before today, this is a very good thing. *still hates technology*

- Did not give in to the temptation of teeeeeaaaaaaaa. Much. So I should be able to sleep tonight, anyway.

- It's too late to start the yogurt I managed to avoid cooking today I got a bit of rest in, despite the crush of things to do.