I'm Weak

I'm tired. I'm lazy. I feel a headache coming on.

I thought it would be so easy. I thought, "I had the tired and the lazy yesterday. I had the headache. I'm over the hump, right?"

And then I thought, "Well! That wasn't so bad! Maybe I can go all the way with this. Maybe I can be productive without this."

But here I am, Day Two Without Iced Coffee #2 and folks, I just don't think I'm going to make it. I'm trying to get my coworkers to take a nap with me, but no takers on that one.

I'm also thinking that cutting my caffeine consumption by more than a third so close to my move is quite possibly a really dumb undertaking.

I don't remember who I was without coffee, and quite frankly, I don't care to find out. Let me tell you who I am without Iced Coffee #2: I am lazy, as I stated, and tired and headachey. But I'm also a little messy. I'm wearing clothes that are way too big for me (because the lazy is preventing me from washing the clothes that DO fit and societal pressures prevent me from wearing them dirty or wrinkly), and I have no make-up on. This is no bueno.

I suppose some Old Life habits will weasle their way into the New. At this point, I'm just hoping the lure of a second Iced Coffee can actually get me out of this chair and propel me 10 feet into the kitchen to fix it.

Seriously, I'm exhausted!