But I spent my entire drive home from South Carolina (the last stop of my road trip) thinking about all the things that I want to do (not "need" to do--that's just a set up for guilt--but actually want to do) in my life and my apartment:
- apply for a job that I tried to apply for a few months ago
- sort out my knitting supplies (that have suddenly become remarkably unwieldy)
- clean my kitchen
- and in general unclutter my apartment (it is REALLY bad)
Instead, I woke up with a headache. I sat at my computer to start the cover letter for that job mentioned above, and ended up sitting on the sofa with my eyes closed for two hours. It's rainy and chilly and I'd love to bake bread, but I think that standing up to make the dough might kill me. I don't have any fresh food in my apartment (you know, since I was away for two weeks) but don't have the motivation to go to the supermarket. *Sigh*
Okay, done whining now. I hope.